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dresden_kink_mods ([personal profile] dresden_kink_mods) wrote in [community profile] dresden_kink2011-04-01 08:53 pm
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Dressing Room

Ack! Close the door; people are changing in here!

This post is for RPG shenanigans. The rules stand. A short refresher: don't be an asshole.

This post-specifics: multiple characters are okay. Characters specific to alternate verses are okay. OCs are okay. Your journal coming in to hang too is okay. There isn't a formal scenario here; it's an open sandbox where all characters and community-watchers can come and play. If your thread is going adult-only, put up a notice in the subject line. If it's going into trigger territory, don't be an asshole: no noncon-noncon'ing anyone, watchers included. Don't start OOC shit.

And have a blast!

(Don't have a dreamwidth account for your character(s)? Go check out [site community profile] dw_codesharing. If there's nothing on the first page, dig deep. Lots get missed, especially when new codes go out. Also, check out the code sharing post.)
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[personal profile] thirteen_pillars 2011-08-19 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Family. Mm." It was a pretty noncommittal grunt that vaguely indicated that families could be difficult, without leveling accusations.

"Looking forward?" he asked, because it didn't sound like she was. He kept an ear out for any signs that he was pushing too far-- he wasn't a priest, he wasn't after a confession. He liked people to leave his bar less stressed than they came in, though.

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[personal profile] moreacream 2011-08-19 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
She took a drink of lemonade, considering. "...I miss my brother. He was always kind of flake, but he was really great to me. And I miss his... girlfriend, I guess. I really miss my old room. I don't think my other sisters are going to be like a I remember, though." She frowned. "Sorry-- hi there, stranger! Here's all my problems!"

She laughed, shot him a smile to take the moodiness off of it. "Who knows! Lara was never great on the phone. It might be really wonderful. I'm just all nerves!"
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[personal profile] thirteen_pillars 2011-08-19 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Bartender," he reminded her with a gentle smile.

His eyebrow quirked; there was no other sign that he'd recognized the name. "Raith?" he asked, casually.
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[personal profile] moreacream 2011-08-20 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
"You know her?"

It takes her a minute.

Oh.

Right.

That was really stupid, Inari.

"I'm not." She said, yanked her bag up from the floor. Took a sharp breath through her nose, puts on a smile. "Can I get my bill? I don't want to be late."
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[personal profile] thirteen_pillars 2011-08-20 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
He frowned, and pointed discretely to the plaque; if she could read it at this distance, Accorded Neutral Territory. He didn't draw lines with his clientele based on what or who they were-- only what they did.

All this young woman-- not a White in full fledge unless he'd gone blind over ight-- had done was to be nervous and have some fries.

He tallied check silently-- handwritten, neat and angular, on a little carbon-copy pad. It was generic restaurant supply, with a printed 'thank you for choosing us! We look forward to seeing you again' across the bottom of every sheet.

He circled it before passing her the slip and spearing the yellow copy next to the register.
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[personal profile] moreacream 2011-08-20 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
She followed his gesture to the plaque, squinting at it while she found her wallet in her bag, counted out the price and a good tip, movements tight and jerky.

"...What does. Accorded Neutral Territory mean?"
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[personal profile] thirteen_pillars 2011-08-20 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Means everyone drinks here. Leave vendettas at the door."

He shook my head. "Shouldn't have asked; not my business. Neutral territory."
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[personal profile] moreacream 2011-08-22 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Vendettas. Her stomach didn't sink as much as maybe it should ahve. She wasn't sure when she'd realized, but she knows: the cat isn't very popular with the mice.

"...Okay. Okay." The edges of her smile melted a little, but what was left over wasn't quite as forced. She got to her feet, tugged her bag close. "Thank you. I'm going to be in town all week. What are your hours?"
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[personal profile] thirteen_pillars 2011-08-22 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
He held up a finger and lightly took her receipt back, to jot the hours on the back before passing it back.

"Anytime," he invited her back. "Good to see a new face."