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Dr. Elliot Reid (frickonastick) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-23 16:46:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 16, dean winchester, elliot reid, location: thrift store

Who: Elliot Reid and OTA
What: Shoe Shopping
Where: The Thrift Shop
When: Day 16, Late Morning
Rating: PG
Status: Active

Elliot had been disappointed to read in the journals that Andy wouldn't be coming back to the church, though that had more to do with the fact that she suddenly found this place to be the creepiest place alive rather than her missing out on the breakfast he'd promised to bring back. Still, it seemed less scary in the daylight.

Or it had been until she'd sat up on her pew to find the picture of Sacred Heart sans her. She'd stared at the picture for a long time, running her fingers over the faces of her friends. JD, Turk, Carla, Dr. Cox, Janitor, even Dr. Kelso. What she wouldn't give to see any of them right now. She didn't cry, though she could feel loneliness and homesickness building in her stomach as she'd forced herself to move out the church doors and towards the Thrift Shop, the picture folded and tucked into her jacket pocket.

The sun was warm and she shrugged off her jacket half way there, throwing it over her arm as she walked. She didn't run into anyone on the way and for a moment she was scared that somehow the people in charge had wiped out everyone else, leaving her alone, but then she opened her journal and read the entries there. When she reached the Thrift Shop she pushed open the doors and started looking around for another pair of shoes. While she was at it, she could use some more clothes.

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frickonastick
2009-08-03 07:35 am UTC (link)

She gave him a small forced smile, her eyes still looking over his face and trying to pin point the difference in it. There was something missing that had been there before. It made her uneasy and sad all at once.

A small laugh escaped her lips when he said that she could now shop at the world's worst clothing store. She smiled at him, this time genuinely and raised her eyebrows to examine the blouse he'd pulled.

"Oh, God," she said, reaching out and touching the flashy fabric. "That's...terrible." She looked up at him. "I'm pretty sure the only person who would even think about wearing that would be a color blind clown."

She reached out and took the blouse from him. "But if you say it matches my eyes..." She gave him another smile, then deliberately turned her attention to the rack as she started looking for other shirts. "What about you?" She asked, not looking up. "Are you okay?"

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