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WHO: Scott and Laura
WHERE: The City
WHEN: Friday, July 16th, late at night
WARNINGS: Always the chance Laura will cut herself and she is still a prostitute at the moment.
SUMMARY: The prerequisite, "What, you're still a hooker?!" log with Laura.
FORMAT: Para
Scott didn't normally go into the seedier parts of this late at night, but his contact refused to meet at any other time and place. Sometimes getting information could be a pain in the ass. Emma had offered to come, but to be honest Scott was afraid she would be mistaken for a hooker. An incredibly high class hooker. The last thing he needed was some investment banker looking for a thrill to go around thinking he was Spongebob Squarepants or something equally ridiculous that Emma thought up. He loved her, but sometimes she was very odd.
Scott had been so focused on getting this over and done with he had almost overlooked Laura. She looked like any of the other girls out there and blended in well. Scott probably wouldn't have even recognized her if he hadn't been thinking about her and what she had to do in her previous life. But there she was, still standing there, waiting for a John.
Scott sighed and headed in her direction, hoping that she wouldn't run. He knew that Laura was doing this because it was familiar but he had still hoped she wouldn't resort to this.
"Laura..."
He wasn't even sure what else he was going to say to her, but that seemed like a good start.
WHERE: The City
WHEN: Friday, July 16th, late at night
WARNINGS: Always the chance Laura will cut herself and she is still a prostitute at the moment.
SUMMARY: The prerequisite, "What, you're still a hooker?!" log with Laura.
FORMAT: Para
Scott didn't normally go into the seedier parts of this late at night, but his contact refused to meet at any other time and place. Sometimes getting information could be a pain in the ass. Emma had offered to come, but to be honest Scott was afraid she would be mistaken for a hooker. An incredibly high class hooker. The last thing he needed was some investment banker looking for a thrill to go around thinking he was Spongebob Squarepants or something equally ridiculous that Emma thought up. He loved her, but sometimes she was very odd.
Scott had been so focused on getting this over and done with he had almost overlooked Laura. She looked like any of the other girls out there and blended in well. Scott probably wouldn't have even recognized her if he hadn't been thinking about her and what she had to do in her previous life. But there she was, still standing there, waiting for a John.
Scott sighed and headed in her direction, hoping that she wouldn't run. He knew that Laura was doing this because it was familiar but he had still hoped she wouldn't resort to this.
"Laura..."
He wasn't even sure what else he was going to say to her, but that seemed like a good start.