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[Jun. 11th, 2010|09:19 pm] |
Who: Tess Jacoby and Dean Bendis
What: A first experience with port keys
When: Afternoon
Where: Starts at the Tower Bridge in London and moves from there
Warnings: Don't bet against it. You'll lose.
Tess stood in the middle of Tower Bridge, smoking a cigarette as the wind whipped her hair around her face while she waited for Dean. Over the past few days she'd calmed down more about her situation -- being transported suddenly from NYC to London and not her own life -- and being with Lindsey she had learned almost immediately to keep her freaking out to herself, but she was still wigged out. She didn't want to irritate her new friend though, so she planned on continuing to keep it to herself. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2009|07:46 pm] |
Who: Dean Bendis and Karrin Murphy
What: Drinking
Where: Hole in the wall bar, LA
Warnings: Will update
He was sitting at the bar, an empty seat on either side of him. He had his coat thrown across one, and his elbows up on the bar. He watched the door via the mirror over the bar, his cop instinct keeping a eye on the entire bar behind him. He wasn't paranoid, per se, but he was cautious. No one here knew he was a cop, but one could never be too careful in a bar like this.
He was finally waiting for someone. Karrin, she'd said her name was. She seemed nice enough. He hoped she wasn't going to stand him up. Wouldn't be the first time, if she did. Probably wouldn't be the last, either. But she had replied to his post, and she'd seemed genuine.
He was just so tired of being alone. He hadn't come across anyone he knew in the months he'd been in this place, this alternate universe. He had no idea why he was here, or anything. He had been drifting along, little more than surviving. He needed to do something, before he went mad.
Hopefully meeting Karrin would be the first step toward doing something. |
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