http://almost-arabian.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] almost-arabian.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-04-15 10:58 am

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There is a Lawrence.

He is half-slouched on the couch with a flat surface in front of him, idly scribbling on a grid-type paper with coloured inks. He is in fact making a map.

Yes, from Memory. It will be surprisingly accurate.

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just...I kind of made a fool of myself, with you. I'm sorry. Can I get you anything?"

She glances down, scrapes one foot over the floor.

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
She obeys, relaxing visibly when she's off her feet. She's still fairly tired.

"I just...I let things get out of hand. You should have just dropped me off at the infirmary, or something."

No chance. She's in relationship with another, female vampire.

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles a little. "I'll say. It's worse then rocks."

The smile is a little brighter. "Much. I'm mostly just tired, now. Been napping next to the fire."

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
A soft laugh. "I suppose not. You been up to anything?"

The discreet lighting of a cigarette.

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
She cocks her head to one side. "COme on, tell me."

Hey, teenager. And she can deal with bites.

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh?" A touch of vampire protectiveness. "Who used you as the target?"

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
She allows that, sort of, but still scans him thoughtfully for any injury.

"Huh. What're bullets?"

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"No. No...gonnes, did you say?"

She shrugs a little. "Swords, crossbows, and slings, stuff like that. I saw a gonne wound yesterday, though. It wasn't very pretty."

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
She takes it awkwardly, examining it with an interested light in her eyes. Watching it, exhaling, the smoke curling into the shape of a crossbow and floating in the air next to the gun as she compares the two.

"Huh."

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
A grin, the smoke dissapating fast.

"Sure."

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles, accepting the help easily. "Thanks. I'd agree - it'd be far to easy to hurt someone."

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
A soft laugh. "For you, maybe. Not for me."

She follows him.

[identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right." Leaning over his shoulder.

"How?"