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fluxscape2021-03-04 06:52 pm
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“The beginning is always today.” - Mary Shelley
WHO: Barbara Gordon and Mayday Parker
WHAT: Tacos and Crime
WHERE: Apartments! Where Tacos Are! Places!
WHEN: Early March
WARNINGS: Potential lady feelings? Oh, and high chance of snark with a medium chance of puns later on.
Well, at least she'd met some...quasi-familiar faces, and interesting people. She hadn't landed in a total dystopian, Blade Runner style hell-hole, either, so that was that. Time to get on with life, before life got on with her, really.
And this May seemed nice. Interesting, too, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why. Still, she steps into the hall, closing her door behind her, with a good feeling about all this. And what can go wrong with tacos, really?
She's dressed in what, for her, is fairly casual. A grey turtleneck sweater, a light blue skirt, to just above the knees and - in deference to the wet, slushy outsides, some thick, waterproof boots. Over that she's thrown a light jacket, earmuffs, and a scarf.
She's also humming to herself. And then she looks over to the next apartment over.
"Oh."
WHAT: Tacos and Crime
WHERE: Apartments! Where Tacos Are! Places!
WHEN: Early March
WARNINGS: Potential lady feelings? Oh, and high chance of snark with a medium chance of puns later on.
Well, at least she'd met some...quasi-familiar faces, and interesting people. She hadn't landed in a total dystopian, Blade Runner style hell-hole, either, so that was that. Time to get on with life, before life got on with her, really.
And this May seemed nice. Interesting, too, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why. Still, she steps into the hall, closing her door behind her, with a good feeling about all this. And what can go wrong with tacos, really?
She's dressed in what, for her, is fairly casual. A grey turtleneck sweater, a light blue skirt, to just above the knees and - in deference to the wet, slushy outsides, some thick, waterproof boots. Over that she's thrown a light jacket, earmuffs, and a scarf.
She's also humming to herself. And then she looks over to the next apartment over.
"Oh."