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Gaz Membrane will destroy you. ([info]gameslave2) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2012-03-26 23:47:00

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Entry tags:gaz membrane, tyrion lannister

Who: Gaz Membrane and Tyrion Lannister.
What: Meeting for the first time IRL.
When: Tuesday.
Where: The streets of London.
Warnings: Swearing, snark.


Gaz had needed another pair of shoes. When she'd lived at Mordhaus, she'd have had one of the Klokateers get her one, but now that she was living on her own in LA, there was nobody but her to take care of her. Which was fine; Gaz had been taking care of herself since she was little (and sometimes her brother, too). Since the time she realized that her shoes were too threadbare to carry anyone anywhere any longer was about four in the morning, she decided to go to London shops.

Wandering around, she tried to find a pair as close to her old one as possible. Wearing black and white striped thigh highs and a black leather halter dress, she got her fair share of attention, but ignored it all.



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[info]gameslave2
2012-03-27 04:39 pm UTC (link)
She tiptoed up to examine a pair of boots, far too petite to simply grab it herself. Instead, she climbed on a chair and used that to select a pair of stompy thigh high boots. When she landed back on the floor she sat down in a chair and started to try them on. She blinked when she saw more people looking at the guy she'd talked to online. What was the big fucking deal?

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