SO COME ON BABY WON'T YOU SHOW SOME CLASS

Nov 15, 2011 21:06

WHO: Ladd (sanguinosi) and Lust (insineration)
WHERE: SOME SKEEVY DIVE BAR
WHEN: Tuesday??
WARNINGS: horrible people, Jermaine lyrics
SUMMARY: with a notable absence of babby immortal to unravel alchemical secrets from, Lust pumps his murderer for information instead. It's not dirty. That didn't just sound dirty. Don't look at me.
FORMAT: quicklog

[She's not a total stranger to this neighborhood, which makes it easier--but just one of the many things Lust misses about operating in Amestris was the cordiality. These people are reluctant to talk, crass, so much harder to dupe. Nevertheless, she eventually finds out a few of the locations Ladd Russo frequents. Knowing that, and his face, it's not as daunting as it might seem to pick him out of the crowd when she glances into one of those places. It's even easier for her to slide on in and take the stool next to him WEARING A TURTLENECK DON'T YOU EVEN START, ignoring the bartender when he attempts to catch her eye. After all, she's strictly here for the conversation.

SPEAKING OF WHICH!!!]

Evening, Mr. Russo.

ladd russo | white suit, lust | n/a

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