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Zoe Washburne (warrior_woman) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2008-03-03 17:52:00

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harry dresden, wesley wyndham-pryce, winifred burkle, zoe washburne, zz:status complete

They did it with expert timing [Harry, Wes, Fred, and anyone who wants Chinese food]
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"Here." Harry wasn't getting a choice. The Chinese place appeared out of the blue, which oddly didn't comfort the ex-first mate much; she was getting that "this is a set up" feeling.

It seemed like a popular place, or at least there were other people entering. Zoe caught sight of them as they slipped inside, thinking that that pair were either very good actors or they were walking into a very dangerous situation. Either way, Zoe supposed that living up to her Big Damn Hero self-title was one way to get back into the swing of things.

"Tung-Ching?" There was a soft sound as she thought of the name. "That's if you'd rather have something else. I know they've got a place that's supposed to be from the future - it's not, just supposed to be."

Zoe shrugged, stepping up to catch the door. She had no problem with men opening doors for her, but she was closer so why wait for chivalry? Zoe tended to be the knight in well-used armor rather than the silly damsel in distress; waiting for a knight took too long.

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i_amwizarding
2008-03-22 11:19 pm UTC (link)

Harry nodded, he liked this girl already. "We'd love to join you." He scooted his chair over to their table unceremoniously. "I'm Harry, by the way. Harry Dresden." He gave them a winning smile, or what he thought was a winning smile, sometimes he didn't come across quite so charming as he wished. He nodded for Zoe to come on over too. Weren't they just one big happy family now.

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warrior_woman
2008-03-25 07:47 pm UTC (link)

Zoe's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched the wizard settle down at a new table. It wasn't so much that she was antisocial, but she wasn't sure she was all that in a hurry to make that many new friends. With a shrug, she stood, claiming whatever had been put down at their table - no reason to waste more utensils and such. She set down everything that had been theirs before settling down at the table as well.

"Zoe." No last name given quite yet. Well, it didn't seem to matter. "I've always been partial to a nice pass the plate - partial to real food in general." Her eyes were fixed on the menu with that last bit, but they lifted quickly when Fred gave a laugh and apologized for it. The almost frail looking woman understood the desire for "real" food all too well, even if it was for different reasons.

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