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illuminateddark ([info]illuminateddark) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2010-09-03 21:36:00

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Entry tags:seeley booth, sunshine

Who: Sunshine and Seeley Booth
When: Afternoon (or other if it’s more convenient)
Where: A Street in Kansas
What: This is not the reality I’m looking for.
Rating: TBD – slight cursing



Some days working at a family-owned diner and bakery was a piece of cake - no pun intended. Other days were... well, today. At least people were still giving her some space, not asking too many questions. But after the lunch shift had ended, Sunshine had asked Charlie if someone else could cover dinner. It stood testament that her expression was still bruised and her posture still filled with enough post-traumatic-thingummy that he'd said yes. The weather had been nice and it was still daylight, so she was enjoying the walk to her car.

Carthaginian hells. This wasn’t right. This couldn’t be right. Sunshine looked around her, up and down the street. She may get lost on occasion, but she knew New Arcadia well enough to know that this wasn’t it. If this was some kind of sick, vampire joke that Con was playing on her – No, scratch that. Con didn’t have a sense of humor. So what in the seven circles was going on?

“I’m dreaming.” In a few minutes, her alarm would go off and she'd get up and go to the diner to make cinnamon rolls. It seemed a likely enough explanation. Sure, it was the most realistic dream she’d ever had; but, hell, it could happen. It wasn’t even a bad dream. She hadn’t been stabbed, her clothing hadn’t turned into blood cascading around her, and she wasn’t a vampire. So far, so good. She couldn’t complain……..

The hell she couldn’t. Where on earth was she? Sunshine let out an exasperated puff of air and swung around to face the opposite direction. Neither looked very likely to lead her back to her bakery or the sun-filled apartment she’d made her own. It didn’t matter. Standing here wasn’t going to get her any answers, so she set to make a circuit around the block – see what there was to see.



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[info]illuminateddark
2010-09-16 06:39 pm UTC (link)
Seals bringing her, even if they were 'not the kind that swim in water,' weren't exactly points in favor of this guy's sanity; at least he admitted it. He looked so damn serious about the whole thing that Sunshine wasn't going to peg it as a prank - not on his part at least. That still didn't mean she was going anywhere alone with him any time soon. Sure he said the streets were dangerous, but which ones weren't these days?

The cogs of her mind were whirring so quickly her ears should have been putting out steam. She added up what she knew: Kansas, 'seals,' streets weren't safe, officer of some kind - from DC. Sunshine really wondered how all of this had survived the war, but that was for a different time. "Okay," she answered once she'd got her thoughts in order, "Quick questions first: One, when you say seals, do you mean charms?- something like a fetch?" She added the details in case he was one of the average Joe's who lived in denial about the magic that affected everyday lives. But a fetch would make sense. It also wouldn't be the first she'd come across. And if it was a fetch, she sure as hell wasn't going to go running off with the first person who found her since he was likeliest to be the one after her. "Two, sun's not down yet; is the vampire problem really so bad that you want to be off the streets this early?" Sunshine knew that there were cities where that was the case, especially if they had a gang war raging. Gods and angels, please don't let it be that. She wasn't ready to get caught up in another one of those battles. In fact, right now she should still be wrapped up and sipping whiskey to shake off the shock from the last time. "And third, who are you?"

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