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[After Game 6]

A couple nights after the whole angel incident — once most of the initial panic dies down — Shawn turns up at Helen's brothel. He's alone: no Jeffs, no Dani, no Buck. Alone, and a little unsteady on his feet. Sauntering in like he's definitely not here on official business.

"Ladies," he greets the girls who are lounging around in the common area. Then, a sideways afterthought to the men: "...gents."

Date: 2016-02-24 04:28 am (UTC)
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She's been waiting for some time for this particular fishy to come swimming into the net. It's just not the night that she expected for him to finally work up the courage. Especially not after things with the angel and all of hell coming to earth (literally.)

Waving away her girls (because this one is hers), she greets Shawn with her most charming smile. "Hello darling. Now isn't this an unexpected pleasure? Come have a drink with me, tell me what you are looking for? Something in a tall blonde, perhaps?"

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Shawn Remington

February 2016

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