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soaringeverhigher[After Game 6]
Always easy targets, these dives. Plenty of girls out for a good time (and the occasional guy — Shawn wasn't too picky). Even better when he didn't have to worry about keeping his head. Buy someone a couple drinks, get 'em in a quiet corner... let 'em swoon and sleep it off. Easy as pie.
He'd gotten the message from Palmer just as he'd been laying the charm down, but it would still take her some time to get to the place. Shawn scanned the room as he emerged from behind the curtain of the busted photo booth, licking the last bit of blood from his lips. No Palmer yet.
"Neat whiskey," he prompted the bartender as he claimed a stool, counting out enough bills to cover the cost. It'd cost him a bit of his more 'personal' resources to drink, and he wouldn't relish puking it up later... but it'd give him a reason to stick around. And, yeah. Sometimes, it was nice to taste something other than blood.
Always easy targets, these dives. Plenty of girls out for a good time (and the occasional guy — Shawn wasn't too picky). Even better when he didn't have to worry about keeping his head. Buy someone a couple drinks, get 'em in a quiet corner... let 'em swoon and sleep it off. Easy as pie.
He'd gotten the message from Palmer just as he'd been laying the charm down, but it would still take her some time to get to the place. Shawn scanned the room as he emerged from behind the curtain of the busted photo booth, licking the last bit of blood from his lips. No Palmer yet.
"Neat whiskey," he prompted the bartender as he claimed a stool, counting out enough bills to cover the cost. It'd cost him a bit of his more 'personal' resources to drink, and he wouldn't relish puking it up later... but it'd give him a reason to stick around. And, yeah. Sometimes, it was nice to taste something other than blood.
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Date: 2016-03-03 08:55 pm (UTC)Palmer didn't smile. "Yeah, there are easier ways to try and off herself, sure." She could feel her hackles going up, and paused for a second, swirling the whiskey in her glass gently, letting the knee-jerk reaction fade. "Not exactly about that, though. She's trying to make up for something that went wrong a very long time ago."
She shrugged, her mouth a thin line. "I have a hard time blaming her. You ever have anything in your life you'd die to undo, Shawn?"