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[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne looks none too happy, her entire shoulder and arm bloody - and yes, it's hers - although the wound seems to have been taken care of already. She wipes a trickle of blood from her mouth and scowls. She's just had a fun time battling a new stand that happens to be vicious and invisible! So she'll be slumping down against the side of the bar and sitting there to try and think.]

I am really getting tired of this.

Comments

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

What the hell happened to you?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Alligator. Or, to be more accurate, a stand and an alligator.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

You got attack by both of them at the same time? [Pulls out a Thera Extract from his pouch. He's started carrying a few extra healing potions since he's noticed people here tend to get hurt a lot.]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[She thinks on this for a moment.] From what Hermes said, I think the stand was just controlling the alligator. [And she'll be raising an eyebrow at that Thera Extract]

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

[Tosses the Thera extract at her] Here. It tastes like crap but it'll get rid of any wounds you still have.

So stands can posses things too?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Catches and shrugs before drinking it. ...and making a DEAR SWEET GOD AUGH face]

Apparently stands can do pretty much anything. I think the alligator was already dead, though.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

[Smirks at the face] Huh. I've seen ghosts possess dolls and stuff before, but not alligators.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Hermes said there was a bird around too, before we got there. Nearly ripped out her throat.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

You've got a rather unpleasant reality there, haven't you?

[still with the giant black wings >>;]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne looks up, and oh hay! Giant black wings. Which really *should* surprise her, but after you've just gotten attacked by an invisible alligator corpse, giant black wings just don't seem quite as wtf.]

Only on days that end in 'y.' [Smirk] You get frequent flyer miles with those things?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Not exactly the preferable mode of travel these days.

What happened to you?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

I'm guessing that's a no, then.

Same old, pretty much. At least I didn't get my leg bitten off.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I prefer my Bentley, honestly. Just as showy, but humans tend to be drawn to it rather than run screaming.

...bitten off? By what?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Smirk] I'd think if you stood in Central Park and flexed some wing muscle, you'd have a flock of groupies in no time.

Invisible dead alligator.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[A somewhat wicked smirk] I have other ways of doing that~ And anyway, flexing your wings in public tends to attract other sorts of attention as well. The kind with flaming swords and very little patience, despite it being a Virtue.

...right. Was it dead before or after it tried to take a bite of you?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

See, now you're just making me curious.

[She rubs at the back of her neck] Before, actually.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

About what, specifically? The groupies or the flaming swords?

And how was it you managed to stumble upon an invisible dead alligator? Besides the obvious, of course.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

More the groupies, but I wouldn't mind finding out about either, really.

Long story short? There was a guy controlling it, and it attacked my friend, so we beat the shit out of it.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley grins]

You wound me—here I'd been thinking I was just naturally charming~ Though temptation is a bit of a personal forte.

Ah, I see.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Emerging with a drink in hand--and o hai, person] All right, lass?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne takes this opportunity to look down at herself and realize... she has yet to change out of her bloody clothes. D'oh.] Yeah. F.F. already reattached my shoulder, so I'm good.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Reattached it.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Yup. F.F.'s awesome like that.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[dfdhjsfhdjk!!] Whoa, you-- are you okay?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[She raises an eyebrow, because she's pretty sure she's still all in one piece- oh, right. Bloody clothes. That might cause concern.] Yeah. Just a regular fun day at GD street.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

You're... covered in blood. [He says this like she'll keel over from it or something.]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well. Yeah. Kind of. [She rubs at the sleeve of her jacket, as if that would get the blood off.] ...shit, this is going to stain.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

You're not hurt or anything? [flailing inwardly, and kind of bad at hiding it]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Nah. F.F. reattached my shoulder already, so I'm good. [She's actually kinda touched that he's worried. Aww.]

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

... Alright. Um, hold on. [Zuko disappears for a moment... and comes back with a hot, wet towel. A couple of them, actually, which he sets on a stool beside her.] Will these help at all?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne picks one up and resumes rubbing at her jacket with it, then winces because putting pressure on a shoulder that was recently detached isn't exactly the best idea. So she takes off the jacket, lays it across her lap, and continues rubbing at it with the towel. The letters across the back (GD st JAIL) are pretty easily visible as she does this.]

Hopefully. If not, I guess I can get a new one... Thanks.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[Zuko notices the letters, but he decides not to ask about them specifically.]

So... what happened? I mean... if you want to talk about it.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne takes a break from scrubbing at her jacket.] I was helping out a friend. [Okay, that combined with the bloody clothes probably sounds *really* strange, so she'll take a deep breath and start again.]

I've got a friend, named Hermes. Apparently she landed herself in a maximum security prison so she could get revenge on the guy who killed her sister. That guy turned out to be a stand user. Something about moving around animal corpses, I guess? Hermes would know better than I do. Anyway. [Shrug] That's what we were fighting - an invisible alligator corpse.