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[Rei is working the late late shift at a seedy diner all by herself. And by seedy diner, I mean the dining room. That somehow employs people for the duration of the event but really isn't that much different, except all gritty and film noir-y.

SHUT UP IT WORKS SOMEHOW.

She'll be closing up in an hour or so, and in the meantime, she's wiping things down and getting ready. Her inner monologue is pretty quiet for the moment, focused on the mundane tasks of work.]



[ooc: Rei's monologue will appear in italics following her normal speech. But um you probably shouldn't expect her to be thinking much more than she actually says most of the time. :||||]

Date: 2011-07-17 04:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com
The air outside was warm and humid, pressing down against my skin and draining me of what little drive was left. I thought the diner might be closed by now, but I decided to try my chances, edging in and shutting the door behind me to keep out the warm night air.

It was dark. Covered in the shadows of the room was another woman who I recognized. I slipped down onto a chair and sighed heavily, the kind of sigh that spoke of long nights with too much of nothing to do- too much chasing around after ghosts of crimes, always on the heels of the real detectives. It was the kind of sigh that measured tiredness in its breath, that talked about all the things a young woman wanted to do but never could. It was the sigh of the downtrodden and hopeless. It was the most heartfelt sigh the world had ever heard, and it lasted all of one second. It was profound. Deep. Inscrutable. Even worth an entire paragraph of study.


Hi. Are you still open?
Edited Date: 2011-07-17 04:38 pm (UTC)

Rei's internal monologue is so fail

Date: 2011-07-17 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
Someone came in. Elaine.

She looked unhappy.


[Rei comes closer to where Elaine's sitting with a nod.]

Yes.
From: [identity profile] demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com
I didn't know how long I'd stay. Until I felt better, maybe. Rei was difficult to read, as always. Some detective I am- can't even see past the diner girl.

I'm starting to think I'll never get to be a real detective.

oh god, don't tempt me

Date: 2011-07-18 01:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
She could be anything. I know it.

You will.

Do you want something?

goooo gogo you can do it

Date: 2011-07-18 01:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com
I glanced up at her. I thought I heard her say something about me- but it can't have been. Maybe it was the night that was getting to me. I was tired, and part of me knew I should be home at this time.

Some chocoloate if you have any.

It'd eat up a portion of what little money I had to go by, but it felt like I needed it tonight.

And some conversation, if that's okay?
Edited Date: 2011-07-18 01:48 pm (UTC)

Look. Look what you've done.

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Date: 2011-07-17 05:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gotyourhair.livejournal.com
[The man who steps in knows he looks out of place. How can you not when your suit costs more than the whole joint, probably five times over? But, he takes his seat anyway, becuase he figures that no one will tell him no. What would someone do? Finger him as a crook? Point out he has a drug ring, not to mention his fingers in every protection racket in the city? Of course not, Congressman Kura is a respectable man, and every case against him - well, the witnesses had this tendency to never show up in court.]

Date: 2011-07-17 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
Someone else.

But I'm supposed to close soon.


[Rei draws closer, nodding to Kura.]

Date: 2011-07-17 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gotyourhair.livejournal.com
[He lights one of his expensive cigars and looks over the counter]

Just coffee.

There was just something about this dame that drew him back here. Not the way his girls did, frankly, she was too young to rank interest on that score, but something about her quiet intelligence was intriguing.

Date: 2011-07-18 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
[With a nod, she moves to fill a cup and brings it back to him, along with sugar and cream, so he can make it to taste.]

That's not it.

Date: 2011-07-18 12:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gotyourhair.livejournal.com
How long are you open tonight?

[He pours a little cream in his coffee, fixing her with hs usual arrogant stare.]

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Date: 2011-07-17 07:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jivitadana.livejournal.com
[The diner. It's seedy and shady, but that's the way things were, are, and had been. If the streets were as good as my instincts, then I'd be out of business. And I wouldn't have the chance to introduce my friend so often. She's the quiet type until someone pisses her off. You don't want to see her when she's upset. She's a close friend all right, and travels with me in my holster.

As I take a seat near another table she's wiping down, I don't think about how she ended up working here. It's not my job. No one's paying me to find out either. The girl working here's also the quiet type. You can see my taste in friends. Another one who I wouldn't want to see upset.
]


You're still here.

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Date: 2011-07-17 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
It's Minato. He's armed.

For another hour. [She puts aside the rag and comes closer.]

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Date: 2011-07-18 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jivitadana.livejournal.com
[I could be miles away and still hear the dot dot dot of inner monologue from this girl. The silence is deafening, but I'm used to it. It's better than having to listen to nervous or hysterical dames. Because when you're in my line of work, you find out most of them are both. But I can't choose my clients.]

No one's caused you trouble?

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Date: 2011-07-18 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
[Trouble? .... But what would trouble be?]

No one.

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Date: 2011-07-18 12:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jivitadana.livejournal.com
[The name of the place is going to change to Trouble with the way things've been going. It's good for business, but not all that great for someone like her.]

Good.

[I'll take her word for it. This diner had a way of making whatever I wanted just show up unannounced. Because suddenly there's tea on the table. My colleagues probably have a slug or two in them by the name of bourbon, whiskey, or some other booze. But that's not my style. Besides, I'm underage anyway.]

Did you want to join me if no one else shows?

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Date: 2011-07-18 04:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com


[ I demand it quick with teal courier crackling at my words. Further clarification isn't necessary. The blueberry snowcone waitress knows me by smell. She knows what I'd want. ]

Date: 2011-07-18 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
[I have the cup in hand before she's done speaking. Because I know. I bring her cream and sugar too, to let her mix it herself.]

Date: 2011-07-18 06:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com
[ Smart dame. I take this java like it's the Ark of the Covenant.

Which it is.

I've been stalled like a boiler under the burning Alternian sun. My case is caseless; the perp almost handed a Get Out of Jail Free card.

But this liquid brown miracle.

It will guide me.

My tongue must investigate its golden prophecies.
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Date: 2011-07-18 01:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
[I watch her with vague curiosity. This particular cop/PI/whatever she is there are too many of these people here has some interesting methods when it comes to catching her man.]

Date: 2011-07-20 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] turn4bout.livejournal.com
[ A well trained taste muscle has no need for cream or sugar, but I confess... I am merely a neophyte. Both the ingredients for justice are slipped and swirled into the java followed shortly by my oracle organ. ]

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Date: 2011-07-19 08:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nomansplaything.livejournal.com
Oh these streets. Oh these crooked, slimy, disgusting streets. It's been a long day, watching all these corrupt Men go about their crooked lives, and it will be an even longer night. I had better grab a bite to eat before I head for another high perch.

[Bagheera pushes the door to the diner open and slinks inside. He sees Rei, tips his head in a greeting, then makes his way to his usual seat. And by that, I mean an ottoman at the end of the table.]

Date: 2011-07-19 02:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
Bagheera. My favorite.

[She comes closer, a tiny smile on her face.]

Date: 2011-07-22 09:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nomansplaything.livejournal.com
Ah darling Rei. How are you tonight?

Date: 2011-07-22 02:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] second-first.livejournal.com
[She crouches in front of him.]

Well. You?

Date: 2011-07-24 08:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nomansplaything.livejournal.com
Also well. Well as can be in this place, anyway. How is the Salisbury steak today?

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Backtaggingyeahwoo! \o/

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