Outside the Arms Hotel, Wednesday Evening
Dec. 7th, 2011 08:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Quinn stood just inside the vestibule of the hotel, waiting for Puck and the promised walk home. She felt a little silly about it, but at the same time, creepy women were making plants vanish. Boyfriend duty was a completely reasonable thing to expect.
She wrapped her arms around herself, shivering even though it wasn't really that cold. He should be here soon.
[OOC: For one, then some others.]
She wrapped her arms around herself, shivering even though it wasn't really that cold. He should be here soon.
[OOC: For one, then some others.]
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Date: 2011-12-08 01:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 01:53 am (UTC)She bit her lip. "Sounds like a silly reason to freak out, I know."
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 02:13 am (UTC)She leaned against him. "Let's just get home fast."
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 02:20 am (UTC)When they saw the two, they stopped, looking curiously at them. "What is the reason for his arm being there?" asked Mr. Cerulean.
"Perhaps she needs support," said Ms. Periwinkle, disdainfully. Humans would need that.
Mr. Blue just cut to the chase, asking, "Does she require support for some reason?"
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:22 am (UTC)"I'm fine," she said, straightening. "Puck, tell them we're fine."
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:23 am (UTC)There. He said they were fine with commentary.
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:25 am (UTC)"You do not appear to be hanging," said Ms. Periwinkle.
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 02:31 am (UTC)"Your use of the word 'like' is incorrect," said Mr. Blue. "It is nonsensical."
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-08 02:38 am (UTC)Bad move, dude.
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Date: 2011-12-08 02:44 am (UTC)However, since that right hook did hit Mr. Blue's face, there wasn't any Puck at all, either.
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Date: 2011-12-08 03:09 am (UTC)There weren't words, just things howling inside of her.
She turned and took off running, as fast as she could. Crying was for later.