Saturday May 9th 2009
Who: Lily and Lloyd What: Lily needs to hide out and talk to an old friend Where: The Flamingo When: Late afternoon Rating: PG 13
Living with Finn was hard and easy at the same time. He was good at making Lily feel better, at making her smile, but it always felt so temporary. Her smiles were laced with sadness because when she looked at him, she remembered Rez. She remembered how they were close, how every story had two sides and both these men had lost their best friend because they were both hurt, and they were both wrong. She felt sad because she had lost her best friend too. It was hard to stay there, but she couldn't imagine not having Finn around right now. He kept her safe from herself.
But she didn't want to put everything on Finn. There was only so much he could take, and she knew that she was a lot to handle. Especially today, when he was shifting tonight for the very first time, and he was already on edge, and Lily's uncontrolled empathic abilities were depressing them both, and her succubus abilities made her want to throw Finn against a wall and violate him, which was very misleading to the poor guy. Even if he was just a friend, and only saw her that way, it had to be damaging to them right now. So she wanted to find someone else to talk to. Nox was always busy, and besides that he didn't seem to be around too much lately. But she needed someone. So, she went to an old friend who wouldn't recognize her, and wouldn't know her, and was probably going to dismiss her as soon as he could, but she had to try.
Of course, seeing him meant having to call a cab into the city, and then sneaking in the back door while a couple handsome women in makeup and wig caps were out having cigarettes. Lily remembered this place when it was packed with people, and Feather had been on stage and looking... well, like a drag queen, but completely happy. Navigating her way throught the backstage, Lily discovered the dressing room, filled with costumes and sequins and feathers and lace and leather and chiffon and every glorious combination of them one could hope to find. Crawling beneath a costume rack, Lily curled up and drew her knees to her chest, resting her chin on her knees and waited. Or hid. She wasn't sure which.