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Cinderella (outofthecinders) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-07-25 20:55:00

Current mood:	busy
Entry tags:	!log, cinderella, lee scoresby

Who: Cinderella and OTA.
When: Monday afternoon.
Where: A small bar not too far from the Welcome Center.
What: A drink and the search for a job.
Rating/status: TBD/Incomplete.

If Cindy had been an ordinary girl, her foot would have been bleeding, begging for rest. Popularity power was a beautiful thing to have, specially when you had spent the entire morning walking your pretty feet off and were ready for more.

She had meant it when had said she needed a new job. Shop girl was a good and solid profession where she could thrive and enjoy herself, but when all was said and done she was hoping for something on a bigger place. She had no ambition of becoming the richest and most fabulous woman in the city (although she wouldn’t have said no to more money) She simply wanted to be somewhere where things happened. Maybe she would find some answers then.

She poured over a little notebook as a waiter refilled her glass. She was offered an ashtray as well, which she rejected. The notebook had information in job ads she had been checking at the Center. Sure, she lacked the secretarial experience, but she was a quick study and had learned a thing or two during undercover work. So that could be worked. The question was where to start first. Stark sounded interesting (and she knew the soldiers were bound to show up again, looking for weapons) Wayne Enterprises seemed to be almost but not quite similar. She had never considered newspapers and certainly not advertising. But the more she thought about it, the more it could work.

From the corner of her eye, she spied a bunch of guys staring. She rolled her eyes and focused on her drink and her notebook.

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leescoresby
2011-08-02 12:11 pm UTC (link)

Lee's brows rose a little. What luck, this was the second lost woman he had seen in a month! Now just how many more of them are out there waiting for him?

"Nothing as interesting as waking up in New York one morning, I'm afraid," he said with a chuckle. "Born and raised in Texas, took off when I could walk on my own. Spent the rest of my life traveling states, now I'm flyin' my own balloon." He finished this with a smirk. "Not a bad story fer an old man if you ask me."

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	outofthecinders 2011-08-02 06:42 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh I think that's a great story," Cindy said with a grin. "Traveling all over and a balloon, no less? Sounds like a fun way to live, not to mention the view you must get from up high." Out of all the things back in her New York City, she missed skydiving - heck, anything that implied flying - the most. Well, that and her impressive wardrobe. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

leescoresby
2011-08-03 01:15 pm UTC (link)

"The view ain't much, actually," Lee admitted as below him Hester hopped closer to his feet and sat down on a space behind a spot he might step on. "Not until you fly beneath the clouds, it isn't. But it's an experience I won't trade for anything," he said to the the lady with a smile.

"She's grounded right now, but if you want a ride, you just look for me." He removed his hat and placed it on his heart. "Scoresby's the name, Ma'am. Lee Scoresby."

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	outofthecinders 2011-08-05 02:14 pm UTC (link)
	"I wouldn't trade that for anything if I were you either," she agreed. "There's something about being up in the air that makes you feel young and free." "A pleasure to meet, Mr. Scoresby," Cindy said offering her hand. "I'm Cynthia Cendrillon, but you can call me Cindy." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	leescoresby 2011-08-06 08:14 am UTC (link)
	"Ms. Cindy," Lee said as he reached to take her hand for a shake. "Lovely name." He drew his hand back. "And how are you liking this odd version of New York, Ms. Cindy?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	outofthecinders 2011-08-07 05:06 am UTC (link)
	"Just Cindy," she said, resting her chind on the back of her hand. "I like it well enough. Never a dull moment, right?" Then again, Cindy's own New York was just slightly less odd. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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