[Anyone wanna meet Quisty? Well now's a chance to run into her - possibly literally. Now that the rain has broken, even if it's still a dull day, she's found a pair of sweatpants, fairly concealing tank top, and a pair of running shoes and is taking some exercise up and down some of the roadways. After all, as she
said to Allen, out-of-shape
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She stops moving and spins to face the new... is that a woman or a man? How many androgynous people does this place have? But at least she doesn't sound pointedly accusing when she asks,] Did you just whistle at me?
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I know I was whistling before but, not at you. Sure you didn't whistle at me by mistake? **Way to press your own ego button there Slash**
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Why all the hostility about it? Wouldn't a lovely woman like yourself be glad to be whistled at? Especially by a rock starwho's not even famous in this world?
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And she shakes her head, mostly at herself, looking a little chagrined.] I'm sorry if I seemed hostile, I really didn't mean to. I just don't think looks are important, and I've sort of... become immune to it after some of my students, well, wouldn't shut up about it. [Oh Trepies. Ohhhhhh the Trepies. At least most of them realized she was more impressed by work than adoration, but at least one of them was one of the banes of her existence.]
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...And her eyebrow raised a little more.] Fans? Are you really a recording artists or are you pulling my leg?
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Or... at least I was back in my world. I'm... kind of having to start from scratch here. At least I got myself a new back-up guitarist.
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