P. Wallker | keep on keepin' on (catouttahell) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-10-12 11:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | hellcat, x-23 |
Who: Patsy (Narrative / Open)
What: Patsy's hitting the books, doing some research! But first ... she's gotta find her library card.
Where: Bludhaven - outside a library.
When: Friday, October 12, 2012
Rating: G
Growing up Patsy had always thought that having a magic carpet bag a la Mary Poppins would be the most amazing thing ever. Now she was working for a guy who was an exorcist and thus had access to magic, and she figured maybe she could ask him sometime about the possibly of getting a magic Mary Poppins carpet style bag ... or maybe not. She had a hard enough time organizing her purse as it was, which she was being reminded of right now. If she had some sort of bag that laughed in the face of the laws of physics, well ... she'd probably never be able to find anything.
Not that she could find anything now.
Sitting on a bench, Patsy scowled as she dug through her over sized purse, pulled out a comb, a book, a pack of matches, her phone, and then a small package of mustard. She held the package of mustard up for a moment and frowned. "I don't even like mustard."
Sighing, Patsy looked around, after getting her shoes stolen, she didn't really trust the people of Bludhaven. But it didn't seem like there was much of a choice. The bag was going to have to be upended, because Patsy knew she had a library card. She just had to find it.
Volunteering to do some research for her boss had seemed like such a good idea a few hours ago. Get out of the office ... get some fresh air ... get away from the piles of paperwork that sometimes caught fire .... yeah it had seemed like a good thing. Now? Not so much. Plus she was starting to wonder if the library was even going to have the books she was looking for. Did books about demonology really live in the same place you could find books about cooking and knitting?
And thinking of knitting ... Patsy frowned as she pulled a knitting needle out of her bag. "What? I don't even knit! Oh wait. There was that attempt at at scarf that sort of got out of control." With a resigned sigh, Patsy flipped her purse upside down and let her belongings fall out onto the bench.