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Locke Lamora (richercleverer) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-26 00:25:00

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!complete, day 05, location: thrift store, locke lamora, shannon rutherford

Who: Shannon Rutherford & Locke Lamora
What: Scavenging for goodies
When: Morning, probably around midmorning?
Where: Thrift Store
Rating: TBD (Oh, let's say PG-13 to start)
Status: Complete

Sleep deprivation was nothing new for Locke - he had experienced sharp changes to his sleeping patterns when he was in training to be a clever pirate and then again when he had come to be a member of the Orchid's crew. The only difference between that time and this was that, currently, Locke had no strong coffee to perk his mind back to its normal speed and, to make matters worse, there was the unpredictable wail of a siren every few moments. The first few times he had heard it, Locke had been sure that he would find a raging fire as soon as he left the confines of the church - but there had been nothing. After the fifth or seventh time, he had come to realize that it was nothing but a nuisance but that made it no less irritating when tore through the early morning peace. Realizing that sleep was now impossible, Locke resolved to head to the thrift store in order to scrounge together anything which might be useful - which meant anything that could either replace what had been taken from him or anything which might help in his self-appointed mission of having a good look at the glass walls and any trees which might be near them.

Locke shivered unpleasantly in the cool of the morning as he hurried toward the spot on the map marked as the thrift store and, when he came to what appeared to be the right building, he let himself quietly inside. He quickly glanced around for any sign of the woman whom he had agreed to meet but, seeing no trace of her, he decided to start his scavenge without her - well, as soon as he found some warmer and more appropriate clothes, at least. He supposed that he would just have to put up with the strange garments of this time and place.

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richercleverer
2009-04-29 06:58 pm UTC (link)

Oh yes. Leo was quite the complimentary one. He had learned early that, when the sharpness of a blade wouldn't do, then the clever use of the tongue was the finest weapon to choose. This held especially true when dealing with women - but, even if it weren't so, Leo found that he was enjoying the mix of banter and compliments which he had been trading with Shannon. In his estimation, she was definitely the sort he wouldn't mind hanging around and perhaps getting to know even better when the chance arose.

"You know, I'm not entirely sure of that," he sighed dramatically. Crossing his arms, Leo glanced down at himself with a pensive frown. The outfit was ugly, that much went without saying, but that weirdo seemed to have a taste for ugly and crude dressed in the disguise of fine words. "I wouldn't be entirely surprised if this sort of thing was exactly what gives him shivers in the middle of the night."

"I've never heard of anything like it," Leo shook his head but he was smiling his clear interest in the idea. Of course, if he played something like that, he'd have to be rather careful about what he exposed but it did sound like a damn fine example of a good drinking game. "I think I'd like to give it a try - just name the where and the when and you're on."

"Hey, they may have been the ones who came up with the idea, originally, but you're the one who's trying to make it work here. That has to count for something." He dropped his knapsack, ignoring the clattering sound it made, and hurried to held her to fold it up small enough. "We'll probably all be thanking you once we run out of bottles."

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