Lindsey McDonald (morallydamaged) wrote in parabolical, @ 2009-07-31 09:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | jacen solo, lindsey mcdonald |
Who: Lindsey McDonald and Jacen Solo
What: The post-dusting walk
When: Late evening
Where: Streets
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
The story had the makings of being some heartwarming movie. Big shot real estate mogul wanted the land that a low income apartment building was on so he sent his undead hired help to harrass the occupants until they left. The landlord lost money and eventually had to sell to save his ass. At least until someone stepped in, dusting the harrassing parties, and allowing them to stick around without threat. Which was usually a few weeks before the big shot came up with a new plan.
Or it would've sounded like a heartwarming movie if Lindsey's motives had even the slightest hint of altruism to them. But his biggest priority was causing a headache and proving his point.
A few blocks away from the building, Lindsey stopped to pull off the knit hat and bent down to look in the sideview mirror of a nearby car. He pressed his fingertips to a red spot over his eye, swearing under his breath as he realized that it was going to bruise. "Great." Cathy had already caught on to something going on because he showed up home with various cuts and bruises that he couldn't hide, hard as he tried to keep all blows from going towards his face.
Straightening up, he pulled his hair back into a ponytail, stuffed the hat into his pocket, and dusted the remaining ash off his pants. Satisfied that he looked a little less conspicious, he headed off towards the bar he'd left his car in the parking lot of.