Natasha Romanoff (
redintheledger) wrote in
milliways_bar2013-08-06 09:58 am
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The woman walking into the bar today still has the remains of eyeliner and glitter around her eyes, but the clothes themselves are a perfectly ordinary set of shorts and fitted t-shirt. If anyone asks, Nadine was at a party last night. And, because she can, Natasha is going to make sure that party was way, way more fun than 'Tanya's' waitressing shift.
Mostly, though, she's going to claim a couch, slip off her tennis shoes, and curl her feet up, just because she can.

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"Do tell, Katya."
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"I was on loan to the Watch in Paris, France - one of the more powerful Watches, though they rarely did anything with it. I had been sent into the surrounding countryside for training with one of their mages, and we ran across a pair of wild vampires. It was a lovely spring evening, so there were plenty of infatuated lovers littering the landscape for them to feed on." It had been a bit of a gory scene, really - she was not at all envious of the human police who got to clean that up. "They split up and ran, so we did the same - mine was a lot older than me and a bit beyond my class, and I couldn't stay in the Twlight as long as him. I came up for rest... and forgot to check where I was. But how was I supposed to know they were going to hold a midnight mass for Joan of Arc's feast day?" She asks plaintively. That'd gone over like a bomb - one dark-haired girl suddenly appearing in the middle of the church, blood-stained and wild? It's the stuff of Catholic legend.
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"Oh dear. The paperwork for that must have been fun."
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