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Tweak says, "*twitch*"

i_burn (i_burn) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2009-08-03 11:24:00

Entry tags:

harleen quinzel, liz sherman

Out and About (Open)
Liz was bored. Not a lot had been going on with The Ghostbusters, and although Liz appreciated having the job, she wished there was more excitement.

She lit a cigarette as she stepped down the apartment stairs to head to work. She liked smoking while she walked, but to be perfectly honest, she liked to smoke while she did almost everything.

One thing that she had noticed was that her powers seemed to be more under control here in The City. Nothing seemed to make the fire want to burn, not unless she told her powers that it was time. She liked that. She felt like she had more freedom when her powers were under control.

She strolled down the street, not paying any attention to where she was going.

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i_burn
2009-08-13 06:01 am UTC (link)

Liz looked at the other woman and rolled her eyes. She then sent a burst of flame down to turn the cigarette into ashes. She then took another Lucky Brand Cigarette out of its case and using the same lick of flame lit another.

"Better?"

She took a long drag of the cigarette and exhaled. "I like smoking, like the feeling of it. To be honest, I'm not sure why you care so much."

The other woman seemed to enjoy telling other people what to do, that was for sure.

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i_lovemrj
2009-08-15 03:33 am UTC (link)

Harley was about to ask about the fire thing, because that was kind of awesome, when the chick went and pulled out another cigarette. Then lit it up right in front of her. Did she not get the point that Harl didn’t want to breath in her stinky nasty smokey crap?

Very deliberately, with eyes narrowed to show her displeasure, Harl reached over and plucked the offending thing right out of the woman’s fingers. Then she drop it on the pavement, grinding the lit tip beneath her bootie to put it out.

“No, that is not better. What’re you? Stupid?” she demanded. “I was trying to be polite about it, y’know, like I was lookin’ out for your health, but the fact is that crap stinks. Just plain stinks. And I don’t wanna smell it. Nobody does. Who wants to be included in your nasty habits? Do you pick your nose in public and flick it at people too? Geez.”

She shook her head, as though she was terribly disappointed and ironically queried, “What ever happened to common courtesy?”

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