http://xxhottgirl4uxx.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] xxhottgirl4uxx.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2009-03-18 08:57 am

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Long hard night of work, and nothing but baked beans in the local grocery store? Feh.

Jane sighs, and buys three immensely overpriced cans anyway. It's not as if there's anything else around this week. Life is more fun in Metropolis since the apocalypse, but it's a lot harder, too, in some really unexpected ways.

It occurs to her just before she opens her front door that she's left her stompy boots at the club - with the night's takings stashed in the toe. Damn. That won't be there tomorrow if she doesn't go back now.

So:


Dawn is breaking over Metropolis, and a tired-looking girl in jeans and a sweater is walking down a seedy street, alone.

[identity profile] notanoptimist.livejournal.com 2009-03-17 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that's no good. A girl could get in a lot of trouble doing that. For instance, she could find herself walking down a seedy street, alone, as the engine of a jeep growls from behind her. The jeep comes up close and-- passes her.

Lucky.

Then again, by the time she's back at the club, the jeep is out front. Two shadowed figures are unloading boxes. In the middle of the night, that rarely means anything good in Metropolis, so maybe she should report it or...

As she walks into the light of a street lamp, one of the shadows looks up and... waves at her?

"Jane? Hey!"

[identity profile] mark-of-samael.livejournal.com 2009-03-25 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello, tired-looking girl. There is a nervous-looking girl also on this street, alone. She is giving you a deer-in-headlights look.