Gwen Raiden will spark your ass (sparkingfreak) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2009-11-25 13:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | felicia hardy/black cat, gwen raiden |
Who: Gwen Raiden and Felicia Hardy
What: Two hot thieves meeting up. Good guys, start headdesking
When: backdated to last night
Where: The bar Gwen mentioned
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress
So here she was, being the welcome wagon. Not a role Gwen had ever expected for herself, but for a fellow thief, how could she not? There was a code of conduct after all, support for one of her own stuck in this weird new world with far too many overly moral good guys wandering around. The last thing Felicia needed was to be introduced to all this by someone like Clark, who while cute did do the earnest morality a bit too much. No, better it be someone like her, someone who could relate to her on a closer level.
And besides, she really was trying the friends thing. Andrea had been good to her and hadn't stabbed her in the back even though it had been months. And even though her main contact with Buffy had been work based, Buffy hadn't seemed to just want to use her for her powers. And of course there was Lindsey, and just thinking of him brought a soft smile to her face. So maybe the human race didn't entirely suck after all.
She was curled into a chair in the corner of the bar, dressed as ever in her distinctive red leather. Away from the crowds, she had already placed a load of cash behind the bar to start a tab and had her first drink, a expensive looking cocktail. Even if it did have no alcohol in it. It was still too soon after giving up the cocaine for her to dabble in any other vices. So she sat back and waited for Felicia to arrive, bag of rock salt already at her feet.