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CHAPTER 2
NOV 7TH | 54℉☀(windy)
▸ Parka up for a cold an--*CHSKSSS--*- windy day in Blackwell folks! I sure do hope--*CHSKSSS--*-search team down at the lake won't--*CHSKSSS--*---*CHSSK--*-trouble out on the waters. Professional divers have been going in since dawn, let's give it up for the professional --*CHSKSSS--*-!!
▸ Old Lady Petunia has paid me to say DO NOT SEEK OUT THE ANGELS--*CHSKSSKK--SK--SSSH--*- In fact, there are no such thing as angels. See how easy that was? No angels, no problem.
▸ And now back to our --*CHSKSSS--*-regularly scheduled programming.
THE RISING IS NOT IN EFFECT
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[ slips by and b-lines to the elevator. quickly, because they're not supposed to be there ]
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So without ghosts, what'd you do for fun?
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Usually with live people. [ she smiles. just kidding. well, not really, she really does that with live people, but she will extrapolate on that ] Surfing, diving, climbing. Which has kinda been put on hold now. At least there's still partying. [ she winks at her and leans her hands back against the wall ]
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[ she smiles at her joke and laughs, nodding in agreement ] Maybe not, then. [ she tilts her head over to the door ] You come here often?
[ and yes let's refrain from asking about the previous night; fyi she was disappointed that she didn't come around later but at least she texted her today so she supposes it evens out. she's glad she texted at least ]
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Sometimes. Technically this place is direct competition, so not often enough. [ also an excuse to break the rules and cause trouble. she smiles at her briefly before the door opens, pulling herself out into the hallway ] I worked here one summer when I was a kid, that's how I learned all it's secrets.
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Inside job, uh? [ smiling, nicola follows close by and spares a glance at her. maybe she should have gone home to dress up, but it's all the way back in elkins. she'll have to deal. oh well. ]
Did you look for ghosts when you worked here too?
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You run a secret gay bar. That's top glamour in this place.
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Hey, fight club rules. [ we do not talk about the gay bar. bops her nose and heads down the hall. ]
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Sooo, where we going?
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It's off season, so really there's no point in anyone ever booking it.
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See, trouble maker.
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Voila. [ behold ] It get's even better. Can you say Jacuzzi? [ slides over to pop open the french doors to the bathroom ] And I'm pretty sure there's a minibar. But the cool secret lies withinnn...[ slides over to the closet and pops it open, sliding further inside to slide a panel in the back to reveal a stairway ] A secret room.
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she walks in behind her and smiles, looking around with an impressed face, closing the door behind her and locking. just in case. ]
A secret room? What is this, the Cluedo mansion? [ she walks over to the revealed stairway, tilting her head. how impressive. small towns are never disappointing, apparently. what a little sherlock holmes. ] Had a lot of free time?
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The building had an extra floor, I wanted to figure out where it was. [ in that tone like "is that weird?" the numbers didn't match up so she found out where it was. ]
They just use it for storage. Old furniture. Not really spooky.
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I reckon this place is full of secrets. [ like she's telling a private joke to herself, looking over to harry ] You bring a lot of people around here?
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Not really. [ not to give her a complex about being super special compared to who she usually spends her time with. ] Though my crowd's usually not all too interested in shit like this.
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Yeah? [ she turns so that she's leaning her back against the wall. ] What are they interested in? [ gives her a head to toe look ] Besides the obvious, of course. [ smoothoperator.mp3 ]
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I dunno, there's usually not a lot of talking involved.
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We can do that.
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What'd you have in mind?
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I usually let it flow. [ she's not leaning any closer, but her nose is brushing hers and her hands trail up her arms, to her shoulders, and down to her ass. come here u ]
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