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temperence ([info]temperence) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-02-21 22:50:00


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Entry tags:inactive - alisa lebeau, nicholas salem, team - champions

She's A Little Runaway...
It did not take Alisa long to get back to the Workshop. The bus was not crowded, which allowed her to travel faster than usual. Non one seemed to car she looked like she took a jump in a river. The bus was always like that, going by a "Don't ask, don't tell" kind of policy. She dragged her backpack towards the workshop, which she left a couple of hours earlier.

"Guess ah can stay here..." She muttered to herself, using her key to unlock the workshop, then walk inside. She closed the door behind her making sure it was locked securely. "Non like Nick gonna know... 'ell, probably can do more work until ah pass out..."



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[info]temperence
2010-02-22 11:56 am UTC (link)
"Well, ah can separate a man from his porn an' whiskey now, can ah?" Alisa could barely surpass a laugh when he said that. "Okay... ah'll sleep in de Champions headquarters. Hope dey don' mind seein' me when dey all wake up for breakfast... an' ah'm hopin' de whiskey don' give me a hang over."

With a smile from ear to ear, Alisa made her way back to the ladder and carefully went down it. She did not want to slip with her semi wet socks on, and definitely did not want to fall and crack her skull open. Once safely on the ground, she picked up her shoes and her backpack.

"You know... you a good Boss, Nick, an' a bettah friend. An' ah'll shut up now before you insist you not, again. But ah promise non ta touch anyt'ing in yah room while ah stay dere, for tonight. Tomorrow, don' know where ah'm gonna go."

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[info]vicious_cycle
2010-02-22 04:36 pm UTC (link)
He leans over the side, looking down at her. "Touch whatever you want, its really just four walls and a bed. Got a change of clothes in there, and some cigarettes, nothing I'm attached to, so if ya want a smoke, go ahead." he replies, tossing her down the key to the door so she can get in without setting the alarm off.
"Tomorrow, Ennie'll be looking for you, you might not want to go too far. Once he sees you've been ok for a night, maybe it'll help him some. You also have work tomorrow, don't forget."

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[info]temperence
2010-02-22 05:06 pm UTC (link)
"But ah'm way ahead o' schedule Boss... t'ree o' de bikes can go back to dere owners... an' de forth jus' needs some minor fixin's !" She pouted some as she spoke. "As for Ennie... dis will be de first place he looks. So yeah... maybe it will 'elp."

Alisa tangled the keys around on her finger, looking back up at Nick. She then rummaged through her backpack, and climbed back up the ladder, handing him a folded up blanket.

"Here... in case yah get cold, or Hell freezes over night. Whichever comes first. An' don' worry none... it a clean blanket." She then slid back down the ladder, picked up her backpack, and ran out of the shop, heading for the Champion's living quarters.

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