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Derek knows all of life is ([info]cyclical) wrote in [info]rooms,
@ 2015-09-04 15:14:00

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Entry tags:!penny dreadful(s), *narrative, jezebelle clarke

Jeze Narrative
Who: Jezebelle
What: Making plans
Where: Penny Dreadful(s) -> Hotel
When: Current
Warnings/Rating: Nada.



The third rule about liberating items (after one: who to liberate them from, and two: how to escape with said items) had to do with their sale. She knew very well that pawn brokers could sense desperation and priced for it, but she also knew that meeting someone randomly to exchange cash for jewels was an invitation for a mugging, particularly if she was alone - she might have been out of the modern world for several years, but it wasn't long enough to forget that.

And it was likely just as dangerous to invite a man she didn't know along, even if he was imposing, but he'd been helpful too and didn't seem overly interested in how she'd acquired such items or why she needed to sell them. As long as he caused her no problems, it might prove beneficial to them both. And until she was sure of them, she still had that little stiletto that she could hide with long sleeves.

But first - she dug her old mobile out from the drawer she'd buried it in, along with her old clothes. She'd need new clothes if she was planning on visiting Marvel with any sort of frequency, but for now the jeans and the blouse she had would do. The moths and the mice hadn't gotten to them. Thus assured, he did what she'd managed to avoid for years - and stepped out into the hotel to try her phone. It booted after a moment, and she directed the browser to Craigslist.

Time to get to work.



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