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capeandcowllogs2012-09-20 01:18 pm
ecphrasis) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-09-20 01:18 pm
beautiful distraction
WHO: Molly Hooper & you.
WHERE: Rossum Labs, the clinic, some cafe, and probably on her way home from work at ass o'clock in the morning. Choose something!
WHEN: 20 September, all day and into the wee hours of the morning.
WARNINGS: N/A.
SUMMARY: Derping around like the derp she is.
FORMAT: Quick, for I am lazy and in class. But feel free to change!
[Since Boyd had left, things at work had been crazy. People were rushing around, trying to figure out what to do. Things at the clinic had been better, though. Since there hadn't been any major catastrophes in the City for at least a week, it had mostly been regular clinic duty when she stopped in. And even as customary as it was, she preferred it that way--Molly was a creature of habit, and didn't take well to interruptions of routine.
Places like the cafe close to the clinic that she almost always ate at were a comfort. The streetlight-lit and relatively safe way she took back to the flat at night were equally as comforting. Sherlock and John leaving had been a blow, but she needed to keep her chin up. People came back, and left just as often. So as long as she stayed positive, everything would be alright. Probably.]
WHERE: Rossum Labs, the clinic, some cafe, and probably on her way home from work at ass o'clock in the morning. Choose something!
WHEN: 20 September, all day and into the wee hours of the morning.
WARNINGS: N/A.
SUMMARY: Derping around like the derp she is.
FORMAT: Quick, for I am lazy and in class. But feel free to change!
[Since Boyd had left, things at work had been crazy. People were rushing around, trying to figure out what to do. Things at the clinic had been better, though. Since there hadn't been any major catastrophes in the City for at least a week, it had mostly been regular clinic duty when she stopped in. And even as customary as it was, she preferred it that way--Molly was a creature of habit, and didn't take well to interruptions of routine.
Places like the cafe close to the clinic that she almost always ate at were a comfort. The streetlight-lit and relatively safe way she took back to the flat at night were equally as comforting. Sherlock and John leaving had been a blow, but she needed to keep her chin up. People came back, and left just as often. So as long as she stayed positive, everything would be alright. Probably.]
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[Peter gives the barista a little wave and nod, indicating he'll be back shortly, then sweeps over to Molly's table and plonks down in the empty seat.] Didn't expect to see you here -- but hey, the clinic's not far, is it? This one of your usual dinnertime haunts?
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I come here all the time. It's the best! What about you? Just passing by?
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[And he is, with soup, a baguette sandwich, one large coffee and a brownie.] Well, if it tastes as good as it looks, I'm in for a treat. How are you, Molly? It's been a while.
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She nods approvingly at his choice in food and drink.]
Trust me, it does. And I've been alright, just keeping busy with work. What about you? Still taking photographs?
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What about you, how're things at the clinic?
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[Her eyes light up.] Oh, much better now that the City has been quiet for a few weeks.
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[He shushes her.] I can't believe you just said that! [He makes a show of hunching down and looking around the cafe with an exaggerated hunted expression.] You just jinxed us all.
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[She copies his posture, giggling a bit. She falls into a stage whisper.] Sorry, sorry!
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Ooh, that'd be a good band name.
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