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Jul. 27th, 2015 12:05 amSunshine only realizes she's missed her birthday when the assistant chef asks what the date is. She's still having trouble adapting to the fact that she'd apparently jumped through time as well as dimensions - her birthday doesn't feel like it should be for another couple of months - and while most people probably handle this by checking the date on their phones, Sunshine isn't exactly most people. And it's not like she's big into celebrating her birthday, especially not when she's so far from home, but hell. This time last year she'd been pretty convinced she was going to be eaten by a vampire or kidnapped by the government before she could make it to 27. That she has (even if it's cheating by a couple months) is probably worth drinking to.
The sign outside the bar says Semele's, and it's mostly empty, which isn't really surprising for a Sunday night. Most people don't get Mondays off. It being mostly empty is also definitely a good thing, Sunshine discovers once she steps inside, because most of the patrons have something going on in the shadows on their faces. Unlike most of her shadow-vision things, the Other-spotting power doesn't usually give her problems, but if the bar was full of Others, she'd probably have developed a splitting headache in under an hour.
The sparse crowd means she gets a seat at the bar without having to elbow anyone out of the way, and she considers squinting at the menu over the bar before deciding that fuck that, it's hard enough reading black type on a white background in good lighting, and this is literally none of the above. So when the bartender heads in her direction, she just asks, "Do you have cider?" and hopes he's not one of the bitchy types who'll just tell her to read the menu.
The sign outside the bar says Semele's, and it's mostly empty, which isn't really surprising for a Sunday night. Most people don't get Mondays off. It being mostly empty is also definitely a good thing, Sunshine discovers once she steps inside, because most of the patrons have something going on in the shadows on their faces. Unlike most of her shadow-vision things, the Other-spotting power doesn't usually give her problems, but if the bar was full of Others, she'd probably have developed a splitting headache in under an hour.
The sparse crowd means she gets a seat at the bar without having to elbow anyone out of the way, and she considers squinting at the menu over the bar before deciding that fuck that, it's hard enough reading black type on a white background in good lighting, and this is literally none of the above. So when the bartender heads in her direction, she just asks, "Do you have cider?" and hopes he's not one of the bitchy types who'll just tell her to read the menu.
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Jul. 17th, 2015 08:07 pmSunshine is literally never leaving work via the kitchen door again. She's pretty sure it's cursed - last time she'd done it, she'd found herself here. This time, well, this time she's less than a block from the café when she stumbles across an active crime scene. And not just any active crime scene, either; no, she's walked into a murder investigation.
She knows it's a murder investigation because the cops haven't bothered to cover the body yet, and - fuck. She thinks she's probably going to be sick. It's probably illegal to throw up on a crime scene, too, so she's kind of busy trying not to be sick, and that's why it takes her a while to realize what's wrong with the body.
It's actually kind of surprising, given the shitshow that is her life recently, but she's never seen a dead body in person before. The vampires she's killed, they don't fall over dead (re-dead?) like humans do, because that would be not horribly and entirely awful and gods know she can't have that. And while people got killed in Old Town every once in a while, the cops always showed up and roped the area off before anyone could get close. Not that she'd have wanted to get close. She didn't want to get close this time, either, but see above about never having nice things. So anyway, she's never seen a body in person, but she knows, in kind of an abstract way, what they're supposed to look like, and she knows in a significantly-less-abstract way what they're supposed to look like when the reason they're bodies and not people is because vampires got involved, and the body she's looking at now? That is definitely a dry guy.
Sunshine runs through a mental list of every single curse she knows, and then runs through it again, just for emphasis. This isn't like it was the last time, she knows that, Bo isn't here, and it's not like they followed her to Darrow. Except the only Others she's run into have been people like Luke and Agatha, people who aren't here by choice, and she did enough research to know that the city either doesn't know about or doesn't want to advertise their existence. Maybe they did follow her here.
Get a grip, Sunshine. She can freak out about this later, in the privacy of her apartment, but right now one of the official-looking people on the other side of the yellow tape is looking at her like maybe she knows something about all this, and she really, really needs to be somewhere else.
She knows it's a murder investigation because the cops haven't bothered to cover the body yet, and - fuck. She thinks she's probably going to be sick. It's probably illegal to throw up on a crime scene, too, so she's kind of busy trying not to be sick, and that's why it takes her a while to realize what's wrong with the body.
It's actually kind of surprising, given the shitshow that is her life recently, but she's never seen a dead body in person before. The vampires she's killed, they don't fall over dead (re-dead?) like humans do, because that would be not horribly and entirely awful and gods know she can't have that. And while people got killed in Old Town every once in a while, the cops always showed up and roped the area off before anyone could get close. Not that she'd have wanted to get close. She didn't want to get close this time, either, but see above about never having nice things. So anyway, she's never seen a body in person, but she knows, in kind of an abstract way, what they're supposed to look like, and she knows in a significantly-less-abstract way what they're supposed to look like when the reason they're bodies and not people is because vampires got involved, and the body she's looking at now? That is definitely a dry guy.
Sunshine runs through a mental list of every single curse she knows, and then runs through it again, just for emphasis. This isn't like it was the last time, she knows that, Bo isn't here, and it's not like they followed her to Darrow. Except the only Others she's run into have been people like Luke and Agatha, people who aren't here by choice, and she did enough research to know that the city either doesn't know about or doesn't want to advertise their existence. Maybe they did follow her here.
Get a grip, Sunshine. She can freak out about this later, in the privacy of her apartment, but right now one of the official-looking people on the other side of the yellow tape is looking at her like maybe she knows something about all this, and she really, really needs to be somewhere else.
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