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Leviathan ([info]invidiousness) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-10-17 18:01:00
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Who:
Envy and Open
What:
Work it baby
When:
Wednesday
Where:
Random store
Warnings:
TBD (within limits, it
is
a Sin)


When the darkness had hit, Envy had just sighed, turned on her lights, and called it a wasted weekend. She had no desire to vie for the Hell-Kings favor. She didn't think she needed it. She did her job, and did it well, and as far as she cared, needed to do nothing else.

When the lights flickered back on, she'd called her agent and ensured him she was up to the task for modeling again. She'd carved a nice corner out for herself, enough where people recognized her occasionally, and she wanted to keep that. Most of the season would come back around spring, but she could do shoots in between those lulls. And looking good for the camera was one of the easiest things to do.

She'd then taken her keys and gone out. She hadn't gotten to do any shopping, and she did her best work within a store. This day she chose one that was aimed for lower budgets, and breathed the air of humans with a smile. Envy considered herself the slow poison. Not for her, the big displays her siblings did. Not for her, just picking one mortal and latching on until it bled out. No, she liked large crowds. Let her siblings have just one. She wanted the world.

Even when she walked she felt the looks of envy some gave her. More then one female desired a body like the one she'd crafted. And with a smile to a male, she'd caused jealousy even before she'd walked away.

Humans were really so ridiculously easy.

She browsed through the racks, not entirely here to buy anything, just to enjoy the feel of her emotion and herself floating around. She did have to spend two whole days without it after all.


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