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Shannon Rutherford ([info]ballerinadreams) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-03-28 17:47:00

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Entry tags:!complete, day 02, jay, location: gas station, shannon rutherford

Day Two - Afternoon
Who: Shannon Rutherford and Jay
What: Chance meeting
When: mid-afternoon
Where: at the gas station
Rating: probably R for language
Status: Complete



Groaning in discomfort, Shannon rolled onto her back and opened her eyes staring up at the never endingly high ceiling. She had a kink in her neck and her hip was throbbing. Well, sleeping on her side on the floor was a bad idea; good to know for future reference.

Shannon got to her feet and stretched her arms over her head, yawning. She was filthy and felt grimy, covered in dust and debris from the floor she'd fallen asleep on the night before. Her stomach was growling, but mainly her mouth was dry; she'd finished the bottle of water from her kit just before falling asleep and now she was parched.

The journal she'd left on the front desk caught her eye and she walked over to it, ripping a piece of paper out of it and picking up the pen. In bubbly, impossibly neat handwriting - comical in its vast contrast to the words she'd written - Shannon wrote a message and reached over the desk for the box of rusty tacks she'd found while looking for something useful.

She walked out of the building and tacked the journal page to the door. It loudly proclaimed:

NO VACANCY
Fuck Off :)


Pleased that it should keep her shelter hers, Shannon headed off down the road, pulling her hair into a ponytail and using a small, thin piece she'd purposefully left out to tie it, wrapping the piece around the ponytail and tucking it under; a trick she'd learned on the Island to keep her hair out of her eyes. Up ahead, she could see the gas station and decided she might as well check there. Most gas stations had wall-fridges with sodas and beer; why not water?

The door was thankfully unlocked and there were muddy tracks all over the floor; someone had been here before, it seemed. Someones, she thought, noting the two separate pairs of tracks. Shrugging it off and looking around, she tentatively called out, "hello?" before making a beeline toward the refrigerators. "Awesome," she breathed, yanking the door open and snatching a few bottles from the open case on the shelf.


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[info]_snoogans_
2009-03-29 08:49 pm UTC (link)
Jay made an indescribable face at Shannon. "FUCK no! Silent Bob's my heterosexual life mate, we've known each other almost since birth. We ain't gay. Well, I ain't gay." And neither was Silent Bob, probably, but it was just a habit telling people Silent Bob loved the cock.

"So, what, you're frigid or something? You don't like guys to hit on you? Are you a lesbian?"

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-03-29 08:58 pm UTC (link)
Shannon grinned and held up her hands defensively. "Okay, gotcha. Sorry," she replied, although she couldn't help thinking, methinks the gentleman doth protest too much.

"No, I'm not a lesbian," she replied quickly, making a face. "I just have high standards and it gets really old hearing everyone tell me how hot I am. I know it already, move on, ya know?" she asked, looking over at him again.

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[info]_snoogans_
2009-03-29 09:08 pm UTC (link)
As soon as he saw it was settled within Shannon's mind that he was definitely totally not gay, Jay relaxed again.

He didn't get why she didn't wanna hear people saying she was hot, even if she already knew it, but whatever. Chicks...

"But, like, if guys don't hit on you, how do you know which ones wanna get with ya?"

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-03-29 09:12 pm UTC (link)
Shannon gave Jay a sidelong glance. "I can kind of take my pick most of the time," she replied. "It's not just about what I look like. As soon as I mention money, they flock like flies to shit," she replied, rolling her eyes.

"Who said I want to be with anyone? I'm fine by myself," she added with a shrug. "Guys are only good for sex anyway and I do a better job on myself than they ever do, so why bother with the middle man?"

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[info]_snoogans_
2009-03-29 09:24 pm UTC (link)
Oh, so she was loaded. Explained the cockiness and the pose, mostly. Still, when Jay thought about it, he wasn't that worse off either. Although after lending the money to buy the Quick Stop him and Silent Bob had kind of gone back to being in the red. But on the plus side, the Quick Stop dudes couldn't call the cops on them anymore.

"Yeah, uh, that's what I meant, how do you know they wanna fuck you? I wasn't talking about marriage or nothin', jeez..." Her talking about getting herself off was kind of a turn-on in itself. Jay smirked. "You like yourself better?"

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