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venomouselle

Glance 287

Jan 20, 2009 00:14

I come from the US of A. Born and raised in California, the Golden State or Little Mexico. It's a great place. You can drive about an hour or so to get to a desert, a forest or the snow. It is one of the best places on earth. An intruder or murderer who happens to be wounded in the act has a right to sue the counter attacker. California is also ( Read more... )

i feel pretty, divas, damn its good to be an assassin, wtf, california love, la vida diva, curse

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Private; unhackable playstheblues January 20 2009, 08:27:01 UTC

Is Cori with you, Elle?

Private; unhackable venomouselle January 20 2009, 08:30:22 UTC

Nope. I haven't seen him in a while.

Private; unhackable playstheblues January 20 2009, 08:31:26 UTC

If you see him, or talk to him, anything...

Just tell him I really need to speak with him? If you could, I would really appreciate it.

Private; unhackable venomouselle January 20 2009, 08:36:38 UTC

Whatever happened to post-it notes and voicemail?

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fun_in_here January 20 2009, 08:38:58 UTC

You can really sell a place, dollface.

Want me to help with the crying thing, or don't you care about me enough?

venomouselle January 20 2009, 08:42:12 UTC

The truth can't be pretty all the time.

You want me to make you cry, hun, just say it.

fun_in_here January 20 2009, 08:54:03 UTC

Good point.

Aww, c'mon. We should be friends. Really, I mean it. Not just because of this deity demand thing. I like you.

venomouselle January 20 2009, 08:56:09 UTC

I've got several.

Should we? I haven't heard something like that in a while. You like me too. Do you know me enough to like me?

red bats with teeth bitingnightmare January 20 2009, 08:57:32 UTC

Guess what. There are three knocks at your door, bitch. And then a wet thud as a nightmare just slumps against the wall.

red bats with teeth venomouselle January 20 2009, 08:59:38 UTC

That's not the pizza guy. And there isn't a pizza on the way either. Disappointing on two different counts. "I'm comin'. I'm comin'." With a peek through that small hole in the door, she recognizes that pasty head.

She opens the door and leans out. "Well, hey there."

red bats with teeth bitingnightmare January 20 2009, 09:05:19 UTC

When she leans out, he leans in, and Cori is not with very much balance right now. He looks a mess, pasty head glistening from a cold sweat, his hair matted at the forehead, and his clothes smell something awful, like blood, bile, and alcohol. The first two are evident in the stains on his shirt and jeans. Yes. The red of blood, the caustic... something or other of acid. Oh and if your nose is any good, likely a hint of Cuervo and JD. Bestest friends the Corinthian ever had. Anyway. Yes. He stumbles in and braces against whatever's closest to maintain his upright position, be it a chair, a table, a counter, or Elle herself.

"Fuck."

Yes. One word is all you get for now.

red bats with teeth venomouselle January 20 2009, 09:12:14 UTC

Speaking of bestest friends, Cori is fucking up her apartment by walking in. That's what friends are for. "Shit, what the hell happened to you?" That's a lot better to say then stating the obvious. The nightmare reeks. Just being in here, he may be infecting the place with that au de rank he's wearing. If he were a dog she'd make him go outside so she could spray him off with a garden hose. Instead, Elle places the knife she had hiding on the counter, you never know when someone comes to the door after all and at the risk of getting her hands to smell like Cori, Elle ushers him into the bathroom. Namely the shower.

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