Dee pulled up infront of the apartment building, turned her car off, got
out, and slammed the door. She debated leaving the keys in so that some
little punk could steal. The money on the anti-theft insurance was enough
where she'd be better off getting a new car rather then replacing the back
window. As she walked over to the entrance to the apartment, she tossed
her keys idly in one hand. Alice was standing there, her initial look of
relief on her face changing to shock as she saw the state the car was in.
"The secretary for your office is in good hands but you owe me a new rear window," Dee said dryly as she walked past and started through the spacious lobby. 'For some reason they work like hell to make the lobby look better then the apartments here," Dee thought, glancing around and following Alice's lead. "So, what exactly happened?" she started when Alice shook her head. In uneasy silence, the pair walked. "You know, I'm better off is some one steals my car, " Dee said casually, getting a curious look from her friend.
"Yeah, then I won't have to go with the cheapest, oldest model car I can find," Dee said, smoothing her hair and streaching a little. "I'll get to upgrade to an automatic," she said dryly, "No more replacing clutch plates. Unless you know some nice young men that'd be willing to work for peanuts. Then I might spring for the cost of fixing the window, but only if it means that I get a nice bedwarmer out of it." She winked at Alice who groaned, remembering the miserable failure of the last few blind dates that she had set Dee up on.
"No thank you, I don't want to hear about another guy running for the hills because your blade collection made him think you were a serial killer with cult tendancies. I really don't know why you keep your research out in the open like that, I mean what if your family comes over?" Alice said, vaugely remembering how Dee's family didn't feel particularly comfortable about her being a mage. Dee shrugged as they stopped before the door to Alice's apartment.
"Hey, if they don't like it, they can stay out on the west coast," she said, "I'm sick of arguing with them. The only one that doesn't just "tolerate" me is my mother. And she thinks I'm doing this for all the wrong reasons. And the whole collection incident was his own fault. You remember he kept saying that he had a collection too. I didn't expect him to be terrified when I showed him mine and told him that I am getting trained in all of them. I mean who wants to own an arsenel and have no idea of how to use it?" Alice shrugged and Dee followed her into the apartment. The dog wagged it's tail and loped over, expecting affection. As Dee patted it on the head, the cat glanced over and Dee could have sworn there was a look of shock on it's face.
She was handed a cup of coffee and directed over to a chair as the other two women in the kitchen were busily talking about something. As Dee sat down, something told her that things were going to get a lot worse and a lot stranger very soon.
There ya go. Here's a little backstory for the character of Dee.
Thanks Lady Cinnibar for letting me play with her.
"The secretary for your office is in good hands but you owe me a new rear window," Dee said dryly as she walked past and started through the spacious lobby. 'For some reason they work like hell to make the lobby look better then the apartments here," Dee thought, glancing around and following Alice's lead. "So, what exactly happened?" she started when Alice shook her head. In uneasy silence, the pair walked. "You know, I'm better off is some one steals my car, " Dee said casually, getting a curious look from her friend.
"Yeah, then I won't have to go with the cheapest, oldest model car I can find," Dee said, smoothing her hair and streaching a little. "I'll get to upgrade to an automatic," she said dryly, "No more replacing clutch plates. Unless you know some nice young men that'd be willing to work for peanuts. Then I might spring for the cost of fixing the window, but only if it means that I get a nice bedwarmer out of it." She winked at Alice who groaned, remembering the miserable failure of the last few blind dates that she had set Dee up on.
"No thank you, I don't want to hear about another guy running for the hills because your blade collection made him think you were a serial killer with cult tendancies. I really don't know why you keep your research out in the open like that, I mean what if your family comes over?" Alice said, vaugely remembering how Dee's family didn't feel particularly comfortable about her being a mage. Dee shrugged as they stopped before the door to Alice's apartment.
"Hey, if they don't like it, they can stay out on the west coast," she said, "I'm sick of arguing with them. The only one that doesn't just "tolerate" me is my mother. And she thinks I'm doing this for all the wrong reasons. And the whole collection incident was his own fault. You remember he kept saying that he had a collection too. I didn't expect him to be terrified when I showed him mine and told him that I am getting trained in all of them. I mean who wants to own an arsenel and have no idea of how to use it?" Alice shrugged and Dee followed her into the apartment. The dog wagged it's tail and loped over, expecting affection. As Dee patted it on the head, the cat glanced over and Dee could have sworn there was a look of shock on it's face.
She was handed a cup of coffee and directed over to a chair as the other two women in the kitchen were busily talking about something. As Dee sat down, something told her that things were going to get a lot worse and a lot stranger very soon.
There ya go. Here's a little backstory for the character of Dee.
Thanks Lady Cinnibar for letting me play with her.