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Tweak says, "Can I have a bite of that?"

Prudence Collins † THE MÒRRÌGAN (banrion) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-10-30 13:36:00

Entry tags:

changing woman, morrigan

Who: Prudence & Kami
What: Cupcakes and awesome FX
Where: Pru's apartment, 209
When: 10/29/10
Warnings: Links to some gross pictures. Everything is fake, btw, but if someone doesn't like that kind of stuff, here's your warning.

Her apartment was still fairly not unpacked - maybe forty percent, what with the numerous cardboard boxes still lining the walls. Major pieces of furniture had been attended to first, those being a couch and coffee table, a projector for screening movies on one wall rather than a television (Pru liked the old-school feeling it had, almost like a drive in theater), and her desk in one corner with her elaborate desktop all set up, currently flashing a sleep screen of various green numbers and symbols not unsimilar to those found in the Matrix movies. Music, soft drowning symphonies that were similar to funeral dirges, was emanating from the speakers, helping to set an atmosphere. And this was just the living room - her victorian queen-sized bed had been assembled, along with matching dresser and nightstand, in the small bedroom.

Of course, the items shrank the room down to almost a matchbox, but Pru didn't mind. The items were hand-me-downs from her mother, items that had been passed down in the family and had, until recent, been stored away and were once being considered to be sold until the money from her father's untimely death had appeared. The items had history and Pru loved the idea that she could lay a hand on the headboard and know she was touching something real. Something solid that was full of stories.

Mostly, though, upon viewing Prudence's apartment, one could speculate that the items were a little on the macabre side. Darker colors, mostly reds, grays, and browns, were rampant but had a soothing effect. Of course, little decoration was up, but one could surmise that the remaining cardboard boxes would remedy that issue. Pru was digging into once such box, bubble wrap and styrofoam peanuts scattered on the floor, when she heard a knock at her door - thinking of those she'd spoken to on the forum, she wondered for a moment as to who it might be. Another thought, and a quick sniff of the air that revealed the scent of chocolate, answered that question and a smile painted itself on her face as she took a few steps slowly and gracefully in stockinged feet (her outfit one of her usual, hair in a loose braid down her shoulder) to the door, opening it to see who was on the other side.

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sugar_cycle
2010-10-30 09:34 pm UTC (link)

Kami stood there and, as the door opened further, she brandished both her glorious smile and a plate of decadent chocolate cupcakes in front of her like siege weaponry. "Hello!" she chirped, more sunshine vibrating in her than possibly existed outside Prudence's windows. "I hope you were serious when you asked for chocolate and I hope you didn't just mean milk because these suckers put a dent in both my chocolate and chili stores."

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banrion
2010-10-31 01:27 am UTC (link)

The woman standing in front of her was as though someone had taken an spark plug and given it human form - Pru vaguely wondered if the woman had walked or bounced down the hall to 209. Not that it bothered her, Pru had known some fairly extroverted personalities in her time, but she was a stark contrast to what Pru was.

For a moment she wondered (as she often did when meeting other women with more outgoing personalities and better cooking skills) if she was what her mother had wanted in a daughter, but then shook the thought from her mind. She and Mary Collins had a good relationship, if somewhat strained. But it was working, for what it was.

"I never joke about chocolate," she responded in an amused tone. Opening the door a little wider to invite her inside, she held it for a few moments before closing it once the woman was inside. Pru paused, staring at a wall for a moment as she considered what she might hang there. One of her horror movie posters? A photo of one of her recent jobs? Maybe some family photos? And then she came back to the thought that there was someone else in the room with her, oh yeah, the nice woman who was bringing her cupcakes.

"Kami, right?" It was definitely a distinct name, and coupled with the previous discussion on cupcakes, Pru was fairly certain that she had the right name. "If you want, go ahead and set them on the coffee table. My portfolio's around here somewhere..." She motioned at the short, black table in front of the couch, and then padded back over to the box she had previously been digging in.

	sugar_cycle 2010-12-05 05:10 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh, any time." Kami's bright grin and ready answer spoke only truth in the words. She tucked her hands into her back pockets, rocking forward onto the balls of her feet for a moment in absent motion as she again considered the wall. "Should we finish this now or do you want another cupcake break?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)