Sookie Stackhouse is a freakin' fairy (dangerwhore) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-10-27 18:09:00 |
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Who: Sookie and Bill the Vampirate
What: Meetings, marveling at their mutual paleness, explanations of the world at large.
When/Where: This afternoon, Central Park, NYC
Warnings: None, I shouldn't think.
Sookie found herself sitting on a park bench near the gate of Central Park, poking at the altogether too-fancy cell phone she'd found in her pocket, even as a mysterious and not-half suspect man offered to come meet her. She really should have known better than to agree to it so quickly, but really, he was the nicest anyone had been to her since she found herself under a tree in the way-too-large park. Not to mention, focusing on talking to him let her drown out the hundreds of other voices swirling around in her head.
Given this was definately New York and not Louisiana, the sundress and sandals she had on did little to keep her warm, and she found herself pacing before long, just to keep warm. She heard, in that way she had, a man approaching with obvious intentions, and she turned on him before he got close enough to touch her like he'd been planning.
"Begging your pardon, but you really better keep on walking, bud." The guy seemed shocked into compliance, dropping his hand and walking off.
Was everyone from the cities perverted? She went back to sit, to at least keep her from having her back to... people, anymore.