Basic needs

[lostinthefog]

The city wasn't a cheap place, and it didn't take long before Julian realized his financial resources were running low. He didn't need much, but without an income, he would neither be able to pay for the hotel room nor buy food for himself and Peavey for much longer without having to resort to stealing

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[ashes_ascended]

Phoenix is going crazy for some adult alone-time. It's out of the question leaving Sam home alone, day or night, despite the boy being well protected by the forces of Chaos. So having Lynn and Janie closer to hand is a blessing, and there's no twelve- year old girl who's as capable a bodyguard as Lynn.

It even crosses the angel's mind to roll his eyes skyward, lift the bottle of scotch he's carrying, and mutter a curt 'thank you' to his real father.

...Who it seems really does move in mysterious ways. Phoenix had every intention of teleporting himself to the top of the Statue of Liberty, to sit and get rat-arsed alone, but somehow he ends up in Central park.

"Fucking...cunting shit!...." The eloquent outburst dissolves into some unintelligible alien dialect, damning the downgrade of his abilities, and Solus - and Vahl, to every hell imaginable. He barely notices the figure on the bench.

[lostinthefog]

Julian puts down the paper after a short while, when it becomes clear that no one has use for a hard-working vampire at the moment. Maybe he should in fact wait and see if Janie has better luck, even though he doesn't like the thought of someone solving his problems once again.

He is about to finish his sandwich when the hearty curse nearby makes him look up and notice a figure first, then the bottle. Combined with the obvious rubbish the stranger is muttering, this might be exactly what else he is looking for tonight. Silently signaling Peavey to sit and wait, Julian gets up and slowly moves towards the stranger.

But he doesn't have to get much closer until he can make out more details in the darkness. Familiar details. Stunned, he stops and looks again to be sure he isn't mistaken again.

"Damnit. Phoenix? Is that you?"

[ashes_ascended]

On hearing the familiar voice, Phoenix turns and gapes.

"Julian? What in the name of fuck.." He looks around, and turns a circle trying to get his bearings. How the hell did he end up outside the city? "Where the shit am I?"

[lostinthefog]

Julian stares right back at Phoenix. Obviously, it really is his friend this time, but his confusion is alarming, and for some reason Julian expects something bad to follow on his heels any second.

"You're in Central Park. New York." Julian glances around warily, looking for possible pursuers. "Trouble coming?"