The Exile (timetolive) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-03-26 19:04:00 |
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Current mood: | scared |
Entry tags: | atton rand, bela talbot, the exile |
WHO: Atton and Katya (the Exile) with small interjections from Bela
WHAT: Reunion, despite Atton's drunkenness.
WHERE: Atton's shop.
WHEN: Today, after Atton's whisky bender
WARNINGS: Cute?
Katya stood in front of the shop, her heart in her throat - quite possibly literally. She'd looked on the website after someone from the tourist bureau had handed her an information packet, but it hadn't made any sense. All she'd been able to see was Atton Rand, Proprietor in the list of businesses. Atton.
This was some strange alternate world, she could tell that ... but if she could have Atton, it might not matter.
She swallowed, pushing the door open. It was strange enough that the door didn't open on its own. It was an old-ish place, full of bookshelves with the old style of books everywhere. Things were on trays and the floor - things she couldn't begin to guess at, let alone determine their use.
There was a blondish girl, maybe her own age, sitting behind the counter. Her voice sounded weak as she opened her mouth. "Um ... excuse me. Is Atton Rand in?"