The Streets of Fandom Town, Friday Evening into Night

[drjcovington]

It had been a quiet day once the impromptu party at Aziraphale and Wilson's apartment was over, and after several hours of setting things in order at home she was restless again

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[psycho_barbie]

Carrying her bags Callisto made her way towards the causeway, she was not dawdling. Really.

[drjcovington]

Distracted by the lights of the school building in the distance, Janice nearly bumped into the not-dawdling girl with her bags.

"Hey -- watch where you're going, will you?" she snarled, perfectly aware that she was the one who hadn't been watching. She extracted a cigar from her pocket, bit the end off, and lit it deliberately as she scrutinized Callisto.

The style of the leather armor she wore was unmistakable, and Janice took a step back. "Where did you get that?"

[psycho_barbie]

"Thrace, not that it's any of your business." Callisto tilted her head at the irritating blonde, she seemed vaguely familiar.

[drjcovington]

Leather armor, distinctly athletic looking blonde . . . no, it couldn't be. Not even here.

"Thrace," Janice echoed disbelievingly. "What the hell are you doing with armor from Thrace? You must've gotten robbed on the transaction; they haven't made stuff like that since Xena's time."