Electroclash | Sarah (
electrocynic) wrote2012-12-12 02:35 pm
The Fortress, Sarah's London, Wednesday
Sarah? Still in London. Still at the Fortress. The biggest change was that last night she'd actually slept over at Jenny's, because Don was starting to get sick of her sharing his space. Oh, and she'd stopped a mugging yesterday, when she'd been out buying cigarettes. Nothing grandiose but she figured she'd at least get a mention in New Power Express for it.
Like she figured she should have probably been considering a trip back to Fandom, what with tomorrow being the final session of Wild Roving and all. But she was kind of dreading that.
So, right now she figured it was still time to sit in the same old booth with her friends, and finish this bottle of Green Lamp Ale. Which she was not drinking for any significant reason whatsoever, so kindly shut your gob before she shuts its for you.
[ooc: NFB, and for that Guy.]
Like she figured she should have probably been considering a trip back to Fandom, what with tomorrow being the final session of Wild Roving and all. But she was kind of dreading that.
So, right now she figured it was still time to sit in the same old booth with her friends, and finish this bottle of Green Lamp Ale. Which she was not drinking for any significant reason whatsoever, so kindly shut your gob before she shuts its for you.
[ooc: NFB, and for that Guy.]

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"Sparkle could take care of the final," she scoffed. "And I barely see any kids during my office hour. 'Sides, I stopped a mugging yesterday. That's part of my job, too."
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"Don't forget the teenager bit," she drawled.
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"Yeah, that too."
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"And the fight."
That, too.
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"Because of the teenager thing," Guy replied. "You gonna run every time we fight?"
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"Hey, I didn't run because we had a fight," she pointed out. Defensively. "I didn't do anything because of that."
Except avoid him.
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Of course, that was when Devlin decided to wander up to the bar, all smug swagger, the thick gold chain around his neck showing under his permanently unbuttoned shirt collar. "What's all the noise for, Sarah? Get your period and forget to buy tampons? 'Cause I can lend you a few quid for that in exchange for a favor."
Yes, his tone made it sound pretty lewd. Sarah rolled her eyes.
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He clucked his tongue and shook his head at her. (She was just quietly glaring right now.)
"You did always have horrible bloody taste."
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Devlin laughed in Guy's face. "Whoa there, Uncle Sam. What's that you're squeaking there? I really don't think you should be trying to start anything. Wouldn't want to embarrass you in front of your... ladyfriend."
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"Nah, she dated Hot Flush over there," Devlin agreed, nodding towards where Alex was sitting. "Christ knows why. She's out of his league – it's just that she's got her mind deluded that she's out of mine, too." He shook his head. "Such a waste of good tits and arse. And mouth."
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He was getting yanked around by his shirt.
"Hey!"
Great comeback, Dev. The whole bar heard that, too, because they were all watching now.
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"Get your paws off me," he groused in what he thought to be a warning tone. "I'll have you thrown out of here."
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