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thatdarncat (thatdarncat) wrote in silverage,

She watched the taxi pull off and out into the night. Beyond the pain in her side and leg that was now coming back with a swift vengeance, she felt good - well, she felt charitable, at least. There was a somewhat hollow feeling that accompanied it. She didn't expect to ever hear from the kid again. He would probably get to the welcome center and, like most of the others, blend into the city and continue with his life, forgetting he had ever met a woman named Selina.

She sighed, and folded her arms. Her apartment was only a few short blocks away, thanks to their walk. She stuck her pen and notebook into her purse, her fingers lightly brushing the ears of the sterling cat statue she had stolen what seemed like weeks ago.

Ah, well. The night was not without its rewards.