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Kate Gregson ([personal profile] vanillajello) wrote2010-11-07 04:05 pm

An Ice Creamery, Baltimore, Early Sunday Afternoon

Friday had been pretty spectacularly bad, and the less said about it the better. Saturday, Kate had just laid low and recuperated. And today, today was just one of those days she had to get off the island. It was just a necessity, being outside in the normal world. Not getting yelled at by vampires, not singing things that were better kept silent.

So she'd come here, to this ice cream place. She'd been happy here once, months and months ago, flirting and drawing out some of the very first of those blushes she'd later come to love so much. This was a good, non-crazy place to be spending a Sunday afternoon in.

She had a big bowl of ice cream and her laptop in front of her, and was currently busying herself with following some of Knatasha Knightblade's advice from a few weeks ago by setting up an Amoozoo wishlist for Princess Valhalla Hawkwind.

Picking out things she wanted was like therapy. She'd be here a while.

[ooc: NFB due to being off-island, but open for calls/texts/randomly finding her here.]
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"I thought you said they looked like they were working," Leto replied. "I'm sorry."
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a pause. "What did your father do?"
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"He didn't seem like a man who use violence lightly," Leto replied. "What did you and your brother do?"
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
He wasn't going to argue against the good judgement of that. "And have things improved since then?" He couldn't help wondering where that relationship came into all this.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your own stuff?"
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe. "Like acting?" Leto asked.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, one thing you enjoy. You should send me a photo of the costume," he replied cheerfully.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"It can," he replied. "Even moving images." Leto, be careful what you ask for.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure if I could watch it," he replied. "But you could try to send it to me."
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just wait there," Leto replied, then opened the video he'd received.

And watched. In silence. Eyes widening a little.

When it had finished, he cleared his throat. "I'm sure you can find someone in Fandom to improve your sword skills."
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd been trying to be nice!

"The costume is quite... impressive."
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2010-11-07 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"You always look hot, Kate."

That was diplomatic, wasn't it? Worthy of a future emperor?

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