Torrie Reed (hardbitten) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2015-12-02 11:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2018 [12] december, clover eulah east, victoria reed |
I know places we won’t be found
Who: Torrie Reed and Clover Eulah East
Where: The Austonian
What: Music, pictures and catching up.
When: 12/1/15 6PM
The sky above Torrie is dusky, not quite dark, but so close that it’s like standing in a subway staircase and waiting to be enveloped by the dark of the tunnels below. Thankfully her eyesight is clear as she watches the expanse of and the shadows of Congress Ave for movement. Zombie or human, because neither would be welcome. There’s a rifle on her back, and her handgun in her belt, just in case. She has a knife strapped to her thigh also, but that’s a last resort. She does better at a distance. At least she had a little good luck and there hadn’t been a patrolmen on Rainey St when she surfaced from the subway, her conversation with Jo pricking at the back of her mind. She’s on the sidewalk outside the Austonian now, shrouded in the shadows of the entrance, waiting for Clover. Clover is brilliant in her own right, so Torrie’s learned not to underestimate her. Not underestimating her includes assuming that she has the building set up with traps to defend herself, and Torrie would rather not walk herself into one of them. So instead she had sent a text message when she was a couple blocks away. |