Cooper (coopjustcoop) wrote in thedarkera, @ 2015-05-24 18:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | z-flower girl, z-lone wolf, z-lou |
six long months doing nothing at all...
Spring had been delayed and his store of wolfsbane was running low. So low, in fact, that Colin hadn't even hung the latest batch up to dry before chopping it coarsely and rolling it up in paper along with a bit of tobacco.
Bad idea, really. His stomach still felt a bit queasy.
Better a touch of the collywobbles than turning into a raging homicidal maniac, Colin reminded himself. He took in the sight of the flower-seller as he approached. She looked vaguely familiar, as many of London's flower-sellers looked vaguely familiar after his years in the city. He tried not to patronize any of them too often, lest they somehow make the connection between the odd bloke who fancied the poisonous purple flowers and... Well, anything out of the ordinary. A fellow couldn't be too careful.
The last two girls he'd approached hadn't even had so much as a stalk of wolfsbane in their baskets. Maddening. Greatest city in the world and they couldn't even keep a fookin' wildflower in stock.
Colin shook off his annoyance and walked up to the young woman with something approximating a pleasant expression. Even if he felt like growling, it didn't do to walk around taking his troubles out on innocent bystanders. Not innocent bystanders of the feminine persuasion, at any rate.
"Nice evenin' for it, if you've got to be at work, innit?" At least there was that. Spring was finally in the air, and that fookin' weird fog cleared away at last.