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Dora Tonks is ([info]polymorphic) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-04 12:21:00

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Entry tags:!incomplete, day 14, dean winchester, location: thrift store, nymphadora tonks, open

Who: Tonks and..OTA
Where: The Thrift Shoppe
When: Day 14, around 1045am
What: Tonks wants new clothes
Rating: PG?
Status: Incomplete

Reminder: The Thrift Shoppe is the site where all five reactions combine.



Today was a good day. Tonks could feel it. So good, in fact that she was quite giggly while cruising along the path toward the thrift store. The witch needed new threads like whoa. Her poor jeans were still quite holey (more holey than normal) since they hadn't been fixed up with the magical reset. Holey. Holy. She started laughing at the wordplay. "Should give my clothes a right proper burial, bein' holy and all." This was spoken conversationally. But there was no one around.

All the same, the woman with the pink-and-green striped hair was bouncing along closer to the store. "When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff, an' I'm so strung out.." Not too bad of a singer, but dancing was out of the question. She twirled around and strutted her stuff like the song said, but only ended up tripping over her own feet and tumbling to the ground. "Oi!" Looking quite put out, she stayed there for a minute and then started giggling at herself and laid back on the ground, right in the middle there. And why not? It was as fine a place as any.



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[info]hellsboy
2009-07-05 02:13 am UTC (link)
"Gnomes? Like that annoying dude in the travelocity commercials?" Dean looked around but all he saw were the little happy sprites singing along the rainbows strewn around the road. "Let's get out of here before he tries to sell us discount hotel rooms."

He watched her hair change colors and completely lost track of time just watching the fantastic display. It was like a light show or something. He was fascinated and couldn't help laughing when she hugged him and called him a cheeky bloke. He liked her hugs. She was very soft and wow, he had to stop. Except he needed to kiss her cheek again so he did. "Yes, clothes! Sure!" he agreed because it was funny and because he'd found some remarkably hideous and silly things in the thrift shop the last time he'd been here.

Dean fully believed now that there were Leprechauns in Vas Captio. He hadn't seen them himself but Tonks mentioning them made three people who had said something about them since he'd gotten here. They must be real. Except he'd seen that crazy movie about a Leprechaun in space killing people and he wasn't interested in meeting any of that little guy's kin. Dean stepped lively, following Tonks and giggling as he did. "Ernie, you got my back, right, dude?"

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[info]polymorphic
2009-07-05 02:33 am UTC (link)
"Oo..a hotel room. With a right and proper shower and a bed..a luxurious bed.." One arm wrapped around herself, hugging for a minute. It was only one arm because she was still tugging Dean with her other hand. "Mr. Gnome with the hotel room, whatcha got to offer?" Sadly, there seemed to be a No Vacancy sign. She pouted for it.

"Ernie?" She turned around, looking for Ernie. "Oh! Is Burt with him? I loved that show. My grandmum made me a cape like that one..the blue one, who became a super hero?" She tried to remember his name. "Grover! Super Grover. And that started me wanting to help people." She nodded firmly, leaning in close and giggling as they walked. "Mm. You smell nice!"

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