Finally deciding that as the owner it might behoove him to actually run his business occasionally, Harper sat in the lobby with his feet propped up on the counter, waiting for any tentants who might wander by.
[ooc: for
dr_jwilsonmd and
hera_rises, but also open to anyone else who might have a reason to speak to Harper.]
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Checking to make sure he at least had his wallet on him, Wilson plotted out a course of action and stood up to go put that plan into action. He knew in a handwavey sorta way that this was not going to be a brief visit and since the bookstore was long gone and Tommy Gavin might or might not be living in the room above the FTEC that left him in need of finding somewhere to live.
Shoes still squelching, Wilson's purposeful meanderings brought him to the Mauvise Chance apartments. He remembered them from before and by remember, he did not remember them being overrun by zombies or otherwise stranger than anywhere else in Fandom.
Squelch, squelch, squelch towards the front desk he went. Oh yeah, Metatron was going to hear about this.
"Good...uh, morning?"
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"Do you have any open units?"
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"As a matter of fact, we do. Several actually, were you looking for anything in particular?"
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Reaching for the door, she paused and withdrew her hand. She had yet to speak to anyone, had not yet heard anyone around her speaking and chatting. Would they even speak the same language?
She sighed. Same language or no, Laura, you're still going to need a place to sleep. Straightening, she pulled open the door and strode into the lobby with her lone suitcase.
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"Y'all got apartments open here?"
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