beatrice; bee. (beatrice) wrote in pastarillius, @ 2008-05-22 01:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | bee, zephia |
May, 2008 : beatrice & serpentine_lust
WHO; BEE & ZEPHIA
WHEN; Late May, 2008
WHERE; Scrap Yard, Serith, Arillius
WHAT; After months of being in the same city and knowing the same man, Zephia and Bee finally meet. Bee's impression of their relationship was much different than the truth...
RATING; TBD
She only moved out of The Factory when it was obvious that they both could not stay in the little apartment. It had been her home for a year, though, and being as it was the first solid place Bee had lived over the span of a practically thirty years, yes, a year in The Factory meant a lot. The intended move was going to be March 20th, but the events ten days prior had changed a lot of things; especially since Chops and half of the gang decided to do a little ride-out and not tell her about it. The wait was horrible, the news that came after he came back was just as awful, but in the end, Bee had to believe that everything was going to work out--across a long enough span of time, of course.
They had picked another apartment and got in well with the owner, seeing as how her hubby-to-be was kind of a big deal in Serith. The gang had a lot of construction equipment and the city was in desperate need for it. The Brothers were willing to do a bartering of sorts while doing a great service for others, too. The place in The Factory held up for them for awhile, thanks greatly in part to Vincent, but Bee was finally ready to move out and into their new place. Getting their The easiest and safest place to put her things for now had been at the Scrap Yard, which is where one would find Bee on an afternoon in May.
"Hey," she was able to easily call out to anyone that was in the greatly improved building. God, what a mess this place had been in the beginning of the year. It was hard to forget the terrible state everything was in, the guys that they had lost, that chick that was in too great of a shock for her own good... They had come back from that, they would come back from this, too. With a sigh, she set down one of the last remaining boxes of her stuff from The Factory. They were piled up in the corner of a room that served as an office and all would be safe there. Bee had ever cut her wardrobe in half, which she thought would please Jeb--and give reason to buy new clothes later.
After talking with a couple of the younger guys and ensuring that somebody was going to be around and would not be stupid enough to snoop into her things, Bee headed outside for a quick stroll around the yard. She did look a little out of place, being as she was a female sporting incredibly high-cut shorts and a tight black tank top, with knee-high Doc Marten's. It was warm, really warm, which felt good on all of the exposed skin she was showing. Bee lifted her hands and ran them up her face, pushed some of the sweat back into her hair, and walked around the yard another minute or two before she noticed someone--something--a bit out of place.
Upon closer inspection, as she crossed the dusty yard and headed towards the office, was the blonde thing that she had previously seen with Jeb. Zephia, was it? Her thumbs went to hook into the pockets of her shorts as she moved closer, a brisk walk but determined. Yes, this was the woman that Bee harshly accused Jeb of fucking because at the time they were not together. It was a cheap thing to say, but boy, it had cut at him. He only mentioned Zephia once or twice after that--not that Jeb and Bee were physically together much after all of that, when everything went awry in life.
"Hi," she said loudly to catch the girl's attention as she intercepted one of the other guys that was coming to investigate the hot little blonde come strolling in. "Need somethin'?"