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Tweak says, "I AM smiling!"

Jenny Schecter (dont_f_withme) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-30 15:41:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, day 13, jenny schecter, l lawliet, location: pharmacy/liquor store

Who: Jenny Schecter & L (Open to Laura possibly later on)
What: Walking, looking for Laura
When: Day 13: Mid-morning
Where: Pharmacy/Liquor store
Rating: PG-13ish for now (Jenny & her language...)
Status: Active

Jenny had been walking with her nose in the book for what seemed like hours. Whenever she talked with L, in whatever form it came, the conversation always felt like it was all-absorbing. She'd never known anyone who could engage her so completely the way he did. It was at once both terrifying and comfortable. How those two opposite emotions could co-exist, Jenny wasn't sure. The only thing she did know was she wanted to be sure she didn't fuck it up somehow.

Arriving at the pharmacy, she glanced up almost dazedly from the book and shut it. She tucked the journal into the small bag she'd found in the Thrift Shoppe. White and yellow stripes with cartoon ducklings dancing across the front was as good as it got in that place. She lamented, briefly, the lack of Rodeo Drive in this place. Though thinking about material comforts right now felt shallow.

This was not about being shallow now. She had to toughen up considerably if she was going to survive here. She wondered where Remy was then. When she'd talked to him she'd felt tough enough to handle this place. He brought out something feral and strong in her. She was disappointed he hadn't tried to find her yet in the journals or in person. But it was just as well. The Insider was no more. He was keeping her secret. That was all that mattered, wasn't it?

Quietly, Jenny pushed the door of the pharmacy open and slid inside. If Laura was indeed here, she didn't want to startle the other woman. If L was coming, she wasn't going to wait outside for him. She wanted to talk to Laura alone for a few minutes if she could. Talk some sense into the woman. For in Jenny's mind there just wasn't a way someone could be angry with L. Just couldn't be. Not after the way she'd seen him in the gym with his injuries, needing morphine so badly.

"Hello?" she called out. "Laura?" She picked her way through one of the aisles, eying the bottles of liquor with disinterest. "It's me, Jenny. Can we talk?"

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dont_f_withme
2009-07-29 05:24 am UTC (link)

"Mmmm," Jenny said with a slow nod, imagining the dark, chocolate hedonistic pleasure. Well maybe it wasn't as dramatic as all that but right now, considering she hadn't eaten a decent meal in days, L's cake sounded like heaven and she wished almost more than anything that she had some of it right now for both of them. Almost wished. She'd rather be out of this prison but if cake was the booby prize, she'd take it.

Jenny lifted a brow at his sad smild and almost frowned. "Dionysus would be proud to call you kin," she countered with an attempt at a playful smile. "I'm not backing down, you know. Whatever you desire, I'll make it happen somehow. I promise. Whatever I have to do. I'll see you happy. You have my word." Her voice was so solemn that anyone who paid enought attention could tell she meant what she said. Though it was difficult to say just how she, a mere human in the face of super- or supra- natural powers here in this place could manage such things. But she was determined in a way even she wasn't sure she understood.

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