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RP: Need a Ride

Aug 26, 2011 20:31

Date: August 26, 2011
Characters: Ariel Crabtree, Russ (NPC), Harley Jordan
Location: bar, transit, elsewhere?
Status: Private
Summary: Ariel has an incident and needs a friend’s help.
Completion: Incomplete ( Read more... )

character: ariel crabtree, post: private, character: harley jordan, august 2011

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harley_jordan August 27 2011, 02:07:22 UTC

Ariel definitely didn't sound normal. Frowning, Harley sat up straighter on the sofa, her fingers tensing on her phone where she held it to her ear. She tried to get a word in, to ask her what the hell was going on, but Ariel was talking too fast, the words coming out rushed and panicky. Which, really, was all she needed to know anyway ( ... )

ariel_crabtree August 27 2011, 02:27:15 UTC

Ariel decided she could use the excuse of drinking too much. Smart thing to call a friend, right? Wouldn't be abnormal, right? God, she should have just gotten herself home. Called a cab. Harley was goign to think she was such a freak, getting herself in another situation like this. Why did this shit always happen to her? Why couldn't she have a relationship that didn't end with her getting hit in the face? One damn one night stand and she thought she was good, but she knew it just made her a slut and everyone could tell but her, right ( ... )

harley_jordan August 27 2011, 02:44:21 UTC

"Right, not happening," she said mildly. Sure, let Ariel walk out onto an empty parking lot by herself and wait for her when she was clearly shaken up from something--or more importantly, someone. Awesome idea. Harley didn't even know if the bastard was still around. Dudes like that tended to stick around.

Impatient and worried, she was about go ahead and try the door when it opened and Ariel poked her head through, obviously hiding something. "Jesus." After one look at Ariel's face, Harley slipped quickly into the room and shut the door, moving her hair aside where it curtained her face, but not enough to hide the split lip. Her mouth set grimly and she glanced back over her own shoulder briefly as if to find some guy lurking in there with them. "What happened? Where's the asshole now?"

ariel_crabtree August 27 2011, 02:52:34 UTC

Ariel cringed slightly even though she knew it was just Harley and Harley had never hurt her, even in their sparring matches. She didn't pull away or move, however; she'd reached her limit on rebellion for the night. She let Harley tilt her head back and push back her hair, eyes tired and red from crying.

"It's nothing. I had too much to drink, 's all," Ariel said, the lie obvious though she did know she'd had too much. She wouldn't have gotten herself in quite the situation if she had stopped drinking when she'd thought she should, instead of taking the next drink he'd bought her. She sighed gustily, knowing it wasn't going to go over with Harley. "I dunno where he is," she admitted softly, not meeting Harley's eyes. "Barkeep booted him out, I think. 've been in here with the door locked."

But he could still be out there, she thought with a twist to her gut and a spark of fear in her eyes. She didn't want to be hit again. She didn't want that pain or humiliation or the reminder of what kind of girl she fucking was.

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