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Day Twenty-One: Still On Edge

Feb 22, 2009 14:30

Who: Wesley
Where: Cafeteria
When: Noonish
Rating: R; 'parently he has a potty mouth
Invasion: Yes?

Status: Open / In Progress
Summary: No?

( ...have you heard the news//bad things come in twos//but I never knew//bout the little things//every single day//things get in my way//someone has to pay//for the little things... )

pandora valor, - in progress - caz, @cafeteria, wesley gibson, *day 21

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whentheinkfades February 23 2009, 06:25:48 UTC

Pandora stepped curiously into the cafeteria. Her feet were bare, her hair was damp, and her body was covered in one of her mother's robes that she'd rescued from the town hall. Her sealskin was draped over her arm; she wasn't sure enough of the situation yet to simply hide it.

The situation was easy enough to grasp, and she supposed she'd seen it coming, even if she hadn't precisely known it for what it was at the time. Her deep brown eyes blinked once as she surveyed the occupants of the cafeteria, and her head tilted to one side.

Bared feet carried her toward the table Wesley was at, though that was strictly by chance. "Hello," she said quietly. Keen ears might detect a faint echo to her voice, though she'd only met one who'd known it for what it was.

"Are the people in charge here today?" she inquired politely. She didn't think that to be the case. Lighthaven - or the town hall as it was, now - had been empty.

bullet_curve February 23 2009, 13:42:18 UTC

Wesley looked up mid-bite and had a moment's pause before shaking his head.

"Someone else is," he informed her, "The leader from the other side. I assume that's where they went; Riverfell."

He didn't recognize her, but that didn't mean all that much; he didn't recognize a lot of people. Still, there was something off about her he couldn't put his finger on.

"Did you want to sit?" he offered, gesturing to the spot across from him.

Well, that was manners if nothing else. Wesley's mother might have raised a pussy but at least he had good manners.

whentheinkfades February 23 2009, 15:03:07 UTC

Pandora frowned softly. Then she made a little face as she felt Belle sliding into her head, explaining. And sharing. Once she was sure the dragon was done, she pushed her out of her head, closing it up to prying minds. "Mm," she agreed as she eased down across from him. "I'm Panda," she introduced herself. She'd all but forgotten she had a different first name - she never used it - and she always thought Pandora sounded pretentious. So she went by Panda, or Pan.

"Damion then, is here?" That was ... huh. She wondered if any of his sibs were keeping him in line, but she supposed they would be, if they could.

Settling her skin beside herself on the seat, she looked around the cafeteria slowly. No one else looked familiar to her, but she wasn't overly surprised.

bullet_curve February 23 2009, 19:20:58 UTC

"Wesley," he supplied before nodding, "That's the rumour. Don't know how that's going to go."

But then he had nothing to compare it to, did he? He hadn't been around for any of the chaotic things that had gone down when Damion had come to town before.

"So are you new, or ..." he let it trail off, regarding her curiously; she did seem to know an awful lot for a new arrival.

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