Evelyn Swane (tinyblondedeath) wrote in no_mans_land, @ 2020-01-26 02:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | evie swane, nate khachatourians |
Who: Evie and Nate
When: Saturday Early Evening
Where: Nate's Their apartment
What: The swan perfume is flawed...
Well... Evie didn't normally have that much difficulty getting home from the shop. Sure she was a tiny blond thing dressed in a short skirt but most people knew to stay away. Evie was so much more than she appeared. This trip though she seemed to be attracting the most unsavory types to her. The moment she left the shop, it was like they were damn near tracking her. She had to actually fight off a few of them. It wasn't her goal to kill them tonight but it wasn't something Evie avoided either. She killed without a second thought and honestly she probably killed a few of the predators that tried to grab her.
By the time Evie reached it to Nate's house, she was quite pleased to be getting off the street. She knew as a swan she smelt like food to predators that roamed the city, but her perfume usually masked that. She always wore it. Granted there were days she forgot. Had she put it on before she left today? now that she thought about it she wasn't sure. But the effect had always lasted more than a day before.
She dropped her bag on the hook she always put it on as she came through the door. "They are bloody agressive out there tonight," she said as she moved deeper into the apartment, looking for her not boyfriend.