WHO Violet Parr & Death WHAT Lunch! WHEN Yesterday afternoon (backdated) WHERE The Red Pepper WARNINGS Possibly some internal freakouts from Violet STATUS Closed | Incomplete
Having lunch with Death was completely normal, though not even a little bit normal. She tried to remind herself that it was fine, that she could do this and it would be okay, but there was definitely another part of her brain that was screaming at her to run for the hills. But no. She'd offered a very nice suggestion for lunch and it seemed only fair to get to know someone who'd been in town for longer than herself. That this woman was Death personified, whatever that meant, just made the information she might share all the more valuable. Besides, she hadn't had the best first interaction with John Wick until she invited him in and talked to him. Maybe the same would hold true for Death.
Violet put careful consideration into her outfit, although there hadn't been too many choices. Her wardrobe was in dire need of a boost but until she had a steady cash flow, she was trying to be frugal. That meant her jeans and her one nice blouse were what she wore to meet the dark haired woman. Because she was a bit nervous for all of this, Violet arrived a bit early to The Red Pepper and was able to secure them a booth. She'd only been waiting a few minutes when she saw the woman from the network approach.
"Hi," she greeted with a tentative smile. She wasn't afraid, more nervous. "Thanks for agreeing to have lunch with me."