Zahara Flume (zjhoneydukes) wrote in vrrpg, @ 2017-12-22 22:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, char: mandy brocklehurst, char: zj montgomery, location: honeydukes, location: residence, time: 2009 12 |
RP: Trust Issues
Who: Zahara & Mandy
What: A Meeting of the Minds
When: December 22nd
Where: Honeydukes//Zahara and Hyperion's Flat
Warnings: some thoughts of abuse
Mandy felt, in a word, horrid. It wasn't the being roughed up causing it either, not really. It was that horrible curdling suspicion that settled like a lead weight in her gut.
The churning sensation that told her she was getting into a situation too similar to the one she'd escaped in America by coming here. She was so tired of it. She was so... over it. But once again she knew she didn't have the power in the situation.
But she had no proof of that, just ridiculous suspicions from a jaded mind. And it would be her word against his anyway. What she did have was a report she wanted to make -- but she wanted to make it to a specific person. And to be honest, she didn't want to make it in front of everyone and even more than that, she really hoped the man would simply let her make it on the down low, her name not attached.
She knew a good way to contact him, though. Without giving away that she had a mobile stashed at home. And it solved a curiosity she'd wanted to solve for a while. So she ran with it.
She looked pretty bundled up, her scarf fluffed all the way up her neck, a stray extra glamor tucked against her skin to help disguise any additional bruises, and she walked briskly enough to where she wanted to go -- the branch of Honeydukes here in the Alley. She pushed at the door and then cursed. She'd sworn it was open another half hour, but it wasn't. It already appeared locked, and in her frustration, Mandy slapped her palms against the glass, feeling a tug of anger mixed with something much too sad to be anger swirl around inside her.