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[May. 5th, 2009|10:04 pm] |
Who: Candy Quackenbush and Josie Marcham What: Hanging out. Y'know, stuff. When: Tuesday evening. Where: Their flat in New York City. Warnings: It's the humpy plot. Yes.
( Stupid universe. ) |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2009|01:04 pm] |
Who: Alexia Winters, Adikia, Sable Skwigelf, Josie Marcham What: Photography and fancy lunch foods Where: Alexia's penthouse, London, England When: Friday Afternoon Warnings: Likely. It's Al.
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[Mar. 20th, 2009|09:04 pm] |
Who: Remy LeBeau & Josie Marcham Where: Basement-warehouse-holding cell somewhere in London. When: A couple hours after this Why: For great justice! And commiserations Warnings: Probably some, will update with specifics as needed.
"Maybe next time you'll be more cooperative!" Was the exclamation that preceded Josie into the room, and she was propelled in with a good deal of force, she just let herself fall, because it hurt less than trying to catch herself, laughing raggedly, breathless as she flopped over onto her back, "And maybe hell'll freeze over between now and then." She coughed wetly, shaking her head and letting an arm fall over her eyes, just catching her breath as she took stock of injuries, wholly unaware that she hadn't been returned to the same room she'd been taken from. "Fuckin' ow." Was the next statement, though quieter, and theoretically to herself. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2009|02:35 pm] |
Who: Josie Marcham & Sadako Yamamura Where: London, somewhere. When: Now-ish Why: Meeting of the miiiiinds Warnings: Uh, maybe some swearing on Josie's part, likely not much else.
"Just get yourself some apricots, or some raisins, just something to get your blood sugar back up, give you a little iron boost, you'll be fine, look, you already stopped bleeding." That was the newest addition to Artan's shop walking one of her customers to the door, giving the girl with the brand-new nose-ring another, tiny, jolt of healing on the way out, just to make sure she didn't start bleeding again, "Got your after-care kit? Good, good. Take it easy, and if you have any questions you've got my card."
She leaned against the doorframe, making sure the girl's ride was there to get her, before turning to head back inside and pack up for the day. |
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