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Laodicia said:
Tayn wandered in to Starbucks and ordered a large black coffee and sat down with every one else. "Hey." She said and sat quietly listening
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~After dashing across the intersection, Ash ran her hand through her charred hair, suddenly acutely aware that she stunk of smoke. But it wasn't like she could just walk up to any house and rent a shower- and she'd stayed out on the streets again last night.
After they'd been free to leave the underground headquarters, she'd snuck off into the shadows away from the group and watched from a safe distance. She'd been so looking forward to just falling in Tayn's arms and just crying all of the turmoil of the past years out on her sister's shirt...
But, yet, fear held her back with unbelievable force.
The looming threat of detainment lingered too closely, and Ash wasn't mentally able to even comprehend being locked in somewhere, parallel to freedom, ever again.
So she watched, listening in on their plans to meet at the corner Starbucks in the morning, before dissolving into the darkness and finding a particularly comfy brick to rest her head on.
And now here she was, her fingers trembling as she gripped the door handle and let herself in the aromatic cafe. Trying desperately to remember how things worked at this franchise, she first approached the counter and then her eyes caught the sigh that announced this side of the counter as pickup. Her face heating, she quickly hurried over to where the bemused barista waited, her fingers drumming on the spotless countertop beside the cash resister.
"Umm..." Ash muttered, her eyes tracing her fingers instead of the illuminated wall menus, "a caramel latte, please."
The young woman's eyes rounded as she registered the state of Ash's clothing, but then she snapped them back to her order notepad as if she'd waved Ash's tattered appearance off as a daily normality. "Name?"
Ash froze. Her heart decided to take a flying leap and land squarely in her throat. My name. I can't give my name. It's unsafe. They'll find me. They'll all find me. "...uhh, um..," Her gaze snapped to a flyer that exhibited a calico kitten with its paws wrapped around an coffee mug. "..kitten... uh...kittensong."
With an amused puff, the barista jotted the instant pseudonym and cheerily skipped out of sight behind the partitioned wall. "It'll be out in a moment, ma'am."
Ash stuffed her hands in her pockets before spinning around and scanning the room for a large group of unique...misfits.
Stressing bald dude, ladies' bridge club, overworked mom, short wingman, the local workaholic...
Her eyes snapped back to where the brown wings jutted out from around the corner. Aha. Stepping with a confidence she didn't have, Ash strode around the corner and inconspicuously slid into an end seat at the massive table. With seconds, every eye was on her, perhaps aided by the fact that she'd brought a invisible screen of smoke residue in with her. She drew herself up out of her slouch, barely suppressing a sigh of regret at her failure at a subtly tardy arrival. "Um.. hi y'all."~
 
HeavensHens88 said:
~After dashing across the intersection, Ash ran her hand through her charred hair, suddenly acutely aware that she stunk of smoke. But it wasn't like she could just walk up to any house and rent a shower- and she'd stayed out on the streets again last night.
After they'd been free to leave the underground headquarters, she'd snuck off into the shadows away from the group and watched from a safe distance. She'd been so looking forward to just falling in Tayn's arms and just crying all of the turmoil of the past years out on her sister's shirt...
But, yet, fear held her back with unbelievable force.
The looming threat of detainment lingered too closely, and Ash wasn't mentally able to even comprehend being locked in somewhere, parallel to freedom, ever again.
So she watched, listening in on their plans to meet at the corner Starbucks in the morning, before dissolving into the darkness and finding a particularly comfy brick to rest her head on.
And now here she was, her fingers trembling as she gripped the door handle and let herself in the aromatic cafe. Trying desperately to remember how things worked at this franchise, she first approached the counter and then her eyes caught the sigh that announced this side of the counter as pickup. Her face heating, she quickly hurried over to where the bemused barista waited, her fingers drumming on the spotless countertop beside the cash resister.
"Umm..." Ash muttered, her eyes tracing her fingers instead of the illuminated wall menus, "a caramel latte, please."
The young woman's eyes rounded as she registered the state of Ash's clothing, but then she snapped them back to her order notepad as if she'd waved Ash's tattered appearance off as a daily normality. "Name?"
Ash froze. Her heart decided to take a flying leap and land squarely in her throat. My name. I can't give my name. It's unsafe. They'll find me. They'll all find me. "...uhh, um..," Her gaze snapped to a flyer that exhibited a calico kitten with its paws wrapped around an coffee mug. "..kitten... uh...kittensong."
With an amused puff, the barista jotted the instant pseudonym and cheerily skipped out of sight behind the partitioned wall. "It'll be out in a moment, ma'am."
Ash stuffed her hands in her pockets before spinning around and scanning the room for a large group of unique...misfits.
Stressing bald dude, ladies' bridge club, overworked mom, short wingman, the local workaholic...
Her eyes snapped back to where the brown wings jutted out from around the corner. Aha. Stepping with a confidence she didn't have, Ash strode around the corner and inconspicuously slid into an end seat at the massive table. With seconds, every eye was on her, perhaps aided by the fact that she'd brought a invisible screen of smoke residue in with her. She drew herself up out of her slouch, barely suppressing a sigh of regret at her failure at a subtly tardy arrival. "Um.. hi y'all."~
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Taylor heard a voice, Unsure, she stood up.She reconized the girl from the other night."Hey...It's you, isn't it?Your that girl..."
 

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