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[metemmods.insanejournal.com]

Characters: Wendy and Gawain
Date/Time: Evening/Sept 15
Location: On the streets/Lincoln, Nebraska
Rating: TBD but probably PG-13 at least
Warnings: Language with a possibility of violence
Summary: Premature revelation



Her sisters were on the move, but she was stuck in fucking Lincoln. She needed to get north, but that damn security camera picked her up and now she was having to delay leaving. These yokel cops would grow bored soon enough and then she could boost a car and hit the road. Meanwhile, she hoped Vivien wasn't going to be too pissed.

Amazingly enough, though her description had been plastered all over the local news she hadn't been stopped once for questioning. Maybe it was that she didn't act guilty. She wasn't. She had only been doing as her nature demanded. See? It was natural. Nod, nod. She's had to stifle those urges for the moment if she wanted to continue on which sucked! But there she was, wearing clothing bought with stolen money and snapping away on a piece of gum as she headed for the convenience store to buy a pack of smokes with that stolen money. Damn but those old folks were rich!


[*lyrics: Ludo - Love Me Dead]

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[nina-drake.insanejournal.com]

She shouldn't be doing this. She was pushing herself precisely how Asclepius didn't want her to as well as opening herself up to powers that she hadn't identified yet, but she knew Gawain was in trouble.

Scrying with Water wasn't difficult. Communicating through it and light was going to leave her exhausted. When Gawain reached the jukebox it was her face and eyes superimposed over that of Stevie Nicks on the music selection.

Gawain! Please let this have worked! Gawain, you must get out of there! It isn't safe and power is backbuilding. Get out. Now!

Great minds think alike! Just listened to Stevie Nicks' new album earlier this afternoon!

[greengawain.insanejournal.com]

Gawain was about to insert coins into the old jukebox ... but found himself doing a massive double take. Was that who he thought it was reflected in the grimy glass? Yes, it most definitely was Nimue, and she looked panicked. He couldn't tell what she was saying, but he could tell she was trying to warn him.

He surreptitiously blew a kiss to her to acknowledge the warning. Acting as if nothing unusual had happened, he inserted the coins and selected "Landslide." He then ducked toward the hallway with the bathrooms, hoping there was a back door.

Heee! Nimue will no longer be replying so tag as normal.

[metemmods.insanejournal.com]

Fortune would have it that there was a fire exit at the end of the hallway with the exit light broken.

Wendy felt more than saw her target dart for escape and whirled her head around with a snarl. She stood in the middle of the bar with the fight beginning in earnest, her hands fisted.

"No!" Shoving someone away from her she bolted after him.

[greengawain.insanejournal.com]

He darted down the hallway, and much to his relief, discovered a fire exit at the end. He pushed open the door with all his might and raced into the rear parking lot, startling a group of smokers standing nearby.

[metemmods.insanejournal.com]

She burst out of the door not long after him startling the same said smokers but the waves of influence coming off of her sends them immediately into a frenzy of violence and lust.

"You!" She wasn't talking to the smokers.

[greengawain.insanejournal.com]

He heard her shouting behind him, but continued running out of the parking lot and back to the street. If he could get back to the bookstore, he might stand a chance ....

[metemmods.insanejournal.com]

She couldn't leave the power build up she was getting here on the off chance she could run him down and set him off. She snarled in frustration as inside and outside the bar was turning into a Bacchanal.

"We aren't done." It wasn't loud and it didn't carry. It was a promise she made to herself.

[greengawain.insanejournal.com]

Gawain did not stop running until he reached the bookstore. Looking in all directions to ensure Wendy had not followed him, he briskly unlocked the door, stepped inside, and then slid a small but sturdy bookcase behind the door to brace it--not that doing so would necessarily deter a being with Wendy's power, but it seemed worth a try.

Only then did Gawain collapse into the chair behind the desk and start gasping in the darkened sanctuary of his bookstore. Meanwhile Darius hopped down from the counter and into his lap, meowing inquisitively. Gawain chuckled between gasps and stroked his feline friend. He always enjoyed these moments, but tonight they seemed all the more precious. He had not been able to find out what Wendy's connection to the godling business was, but frankly he didn't care at the moment. There were more important concerns at hand.

For example, once he caught his breath, he intended to contact Nimue to see if she was alright.