Grayson Mudali (forevergrayson) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-05-25 22:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-15, grayson |
Chicago bursts to life and your sweet smile remembers you
Who: Grayson Mudali and Whisper Charlton
Where: A high-end clothing store in Scarlet Oak
When: Early afternoon
One thing was for sure: Grayson Mudali had expensive tastes when it came to clothing. His job for the House of Azrael paid him well enough to afford nothing but the best, and with the events of the past weekend, Grayson was due for a few new pieces. His and Saoirse's encounter with a demon on Saturday had cost him one of his favorite silk shirts, well worth the sacrifice to keep the bar safe, of course, but still, it now needed to be replaced. With the demon attacks all but gone now, he could step away from Heme and get a few hours to himself. Doing things that were non-bar related.
Yes, Grayson had a life (or unlife, as some vampires called it), and yes, he planned to enjoy it. Too much work would get to everyone, himself included.
Dressed more casually than most ever saw him outside of Heme, Grayson parked the car outside of one of the stores, glancing over the entrance. Based on the displays in the window, this place would be a good start. Thankful for the fae blood he'd had before leaving his apartment that morning, Grayson wasn't afraid of the brief step into the sunlight prior to heading inside. A slow smile drifted over the vampire's face as he started to look over his choices.