http://maias-notebook.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2005-09-23 07:43 pm

Outside the Vinyl Shop

Maia along with [livejournal.com profile] silent_robert and [livejournal.com profile] call_me_red_ac  are outside the vinyl shop making sure the coast is clear to get to Mr. Phale's shop.

 

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
::stands, doing his best to be a good meat-shield for Maia and Angela::

::wishes he had a driver in his hands right now::

::really wishes he knew where the hell Jay was::

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
::realizes he needs to find Jay::

::makes shooing motion to the other people gathered::

::waves his indicates longer hair, then mimics fellatio, then puts his hand over his eyes::

::In Silent Bob sign language, that translates into "I gotta go find Jay"::

::runs off::

[ooc: sorry... If I try to run three characters during this, my brain will explode.]

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/ 2005-09-24 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
(ooc- oh god, your "::waves his indicates longer hair, then mimics fellatio, then puts his hand over his eyes::
" made my life. thanks)

[identity profile] salmoneus.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Salmoneus has decided to close the bank early. It's very dark outside, and starting to rain just a little. He steps outside, locking the door behind him, thinking about going to the diner.

But he doesn't. Instead he stops and stares out into the gathering gloom.

"Something tells me I'm not going to like this."

[identity profile] salmoneus.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Zombies? Oh, Zeus. Where's Xena when I really need her?" He pulls his robe tighter around him and follows the young woman.

[identity profile] salmoneus.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Trying to keep an even pace with the young woman, Salmoneus comes up closer to her and says, "I figure if we're going to die together we should at least know each other's names. I'm Salmoneus, I run a bank, and I don't mind admitting that I'm very scared right now."
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2005-09-24 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm Angela," Angela says. "Another student. Um, I'm also very scared."
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2005-09-24 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Shaking, Angela nods. "Yes."

She clicks off the safety.

"I only learned to shoot yesterday. Am I ... aiming at something?"
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2005-09-24 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
There is some relief in Angela's voice.

"If you're comfortable, you should do it."

She clicks the safety back on and hands the gun to Maia.
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2005-09-24 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Angela watches Maia, who seems surprisingly comfortable with the weapon.

She wishes to god that she'd made Marty stay at the store with her.

"It can't be much farther," she says, hoping saying it will make it so.

[identity profile] salmoneus.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Yeah, fine, fine. For the moment." He stares in the direction they've been heading and mutters, "What I wouldn't give for a nice warlord to come riding in right now."

[ooc: sorry it took so long -- had to make dinner. We'll keep our fingers crossed for you, Maia. Hang in there.]
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2005-09-24 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Angela is standing on the sidewalk, jittery, compulsively thumbing the gun weighing down the pocket of her short jacket.

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[personal profile] chasingangela 2005-09-24 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Angela smiles, realizing that even though she's seen Maia around school, they've never really talked.

"Angela. And yes. How far is it?"
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2005-09-24 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Angela nods, takes a deep breath.

"Okay." She looks into the storm, dimly sees the looming shapes.

"Let's go."