Tracey Davis (![]() ![]() @ 2012-07-06 21:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | tracey davis |
Who: Tracey Davis, open
What: Random encounter
When: Evening, Friday, July 06, 2012
Where: In town - on the trolley
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 / Possible language, etc
Status: Open / Incomplete
Tracey usually didn't work late evenings, but occasionally her schedule was changed around or added onto when there was a remote broadcast she needed to work at. Today was one such day. She didn't really had never been too fond of working remotes; she liked being a voice behind a microphone, not a body in front of a crowd (small or large.) Still, she managed it without issue and was now on her way home.
She wasn't sure why, rather than simply apparating home, she had elected to take the trolley at least part of the way. Perhaps it was just a desire to have a bit of time to clear her mind, or maybe it was a desire to be in a place where there were still people with less bustle to speak of. Either way, the end result was the same. She boarded at one of the stops and moved to find a seat, pausing at the familiarity of the face in the seat in front of her. "Sometimes it seems easier to find castle residents on the trolley than in the castle."