ext_301119 ([identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2007-01-03 06:40 pm

J, GOB - Wednesday noonish

Emma had lingered in her nice white bed, but eventually she got up, got dressed (white top, white tight pants, white boots and a white trenchcoat) and headed out to find breakfast. It took her a little while and many bemused looks at the street signs, but finally she found a bakery.

She ordered croissants and a coffee and picked a window table to watch the world go by. Once in a while she smirked at the thoughts coming from the J,GOB employee, and made a mental note to visit this 'Sin' at some point.


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actingreaper: (looking down)

[personal profile] actingreaper 2007-01-03 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Daisy had decided to take a break from her mad movie watching in preparation for her new class to have a coffee break. She gave Emma a quick once over as she headed to the counter, taking in the completely white outfit and the beauty of the other blonde.

"Love the trenchcoat. Honey. But it is well after labor day."
actingreaper: (whatever)

[personal profile] actingreaper 2007-01-03 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't sound foreign, so I assume you've heard the saying not to wear white after Labor Day? Or are you in a state of rebellion regarding that rule?"
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[personal profile] actingreaper 2007-01-03 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Daisy was entirely oblivious to the other woman's telepathic probing and accepted her coffee from the clerk. "With your complexion, I would have to agree. It certainly attacts attention."
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[personal profile] actingreaper 2007-01-03 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gladly." Daisy took a seat. "It's good to see another fashion conscious woman on the island. I swear, one of my housematees is straight out of the old west, and she just won't listen to advice on updating her wardrobe. I'm Daisy. Daisy Adair."

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[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
After getting denied breakfast from the worst roommate ever, Wade wandered into town to look for food. He paused in the doorway as he entered J,GOB.

(Telepathic thong chick? What are the odds, really now?)

"No thong?"

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, last time I saw you, you all dressed me up in that horrible black X-Man uniform," Wade said. "But then again, that was probably just an excuse for Your boyfriend and his friends to grope me while I was unconscious."

(I feel violated, but strangely aroused.)

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Getting food because my roommate is a jerk," Wade replied, then leaned forward to whisper. "And no, I don't think Galactus is here."

[identity profile] mouthy-merc.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
(Does she not watch the news?)

"Roommate," Wade confirmed, ignoring the question about Nate entirely. "Blonde, bitchy and Japanese."

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[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
H.E.L.P.eR had done a particularly crappy job and breakfast that day, so Dr. Venture had, well, ventured out to buy some real food.

And then he saw Emma. His thoughts were particularly dirty when he approached.

"Well, well, well. Who have we here?"

[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's a fine how-do-you-do," Dr. Venture said. "Fine. Don't tell me your name."

[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thaddeus S. Venture. Doctor Thaddeus S. Venture," he said. "You know, of Venture Industries?"

[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I run a multi-million dollar company," Dr. Venture said, flatly. No one seems to have heard of him. Which was both a good thing, and a bad thing.

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Feeling much more human than he had this morning, Billy decided to further banish his troubles with baked goods and cocoa.