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Post by Sasha Scottsdale on Oct 10, 2011 11:53:28 GMT -5
  Sasha could not, for the life of her, even begin to understand why humans found small town life so appealing.
...It was...well, there was no other word for it: boring. Very boring. With its cutesy little diners and houses all in a row with their white picket fences, like something out of some cheesy television sitcom. And everyone here was so...so friendly. Which meant that in order to blend in, Sasha generally had to be as well. It wasn't something she found particular think that a few kids who'd run up and asked her to play with them at the park were just adorable, the demon was not in the best of moods.
It was nearly eleven in the morning now, and she intended to open up the shop at noon - so she had about an hour to kill. She'd stopped at a cafe and gotten herself a cup of coffee, and now? Well...now, Sasha supposed she didn't have much else to do but wander around town for awhile and see what everyone was up to. ...Not that she...particularly cared, because it was a rare event that anything exciting happened around here. The good thing about some charming little South Carolinian small town, though, was that nobody particularly cared that it existed. Hell, outside of the county, people barely knew it existed - and that suited Sasha just fine. As long as it meant that this was just about the last place any demon would ever think to look for her.
Sipping thoughtfully at her coffee, the blonde made her way down the sidewalk and eyed the various people around her with what probably looked like mild interest - but was in fact closer to carefully disguised disdain. There were people out walking their dogs, walking their children (did that lady have her three year old on a leash..?), just walking together period in that 'adorable', couple hand-holding sort of way. Sasha raised her eyebrows slightly, scanned the small crowds surrounding her for a moment longer, and then turned her light brown gaze to face forward again.
Once again. These people were boring.
She really wished that, just once, she could find someone even vaguely interesting around here. Someone who'd actually be fun to play with - because so far she'd had to settle for wearing away at random losers' self esteem and causing the occasional lovers' spat here and there. Right. Because that was so manipulative. But then again, you never knew...maybe today would be different.
But in all honesty, Sasha kind of doubted it.
words; 429. tag; open ! credits;zielovesglee @ CAUTION
lyrics by OneRepublic!!comments; blahh. my intro posts kinda suck.
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Post by Alec and Luke Byron on Oct 10, 2011 15:51:12 GMT -5
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Post by Sasha Scottsdale on Oct 10, 2011 18:25:34 GMT -5
What the...?
She'd stopped paying attention to the woman with the leashed toddler for about thirty seconds, and evidently all hell had broken loose. A bit irritated by the sudden commotion, Sasha paused and turned around just in time to see the mother scoop her child off the ground, fretting and fawning ceaselessly over her and ultimately prompting the kid to burst into tears...evidently on the behalf of some guy who didn't seem to have committed any sort of horrible crime as far as Sasha could tell. Unless, well, sitting on a bench was now considered a crime.
Despite the fact that she was supposed to be keeping up a relatively pleasant demeanor, she couldn't help the faint disgust that seeped into her expression at the mother's near-panicked state. Seriously - were humans always this over-protective of their young? She almost had to pity the blond man who the mother had pinned down as the source of the trouble - almost. It was vaguely amusing to watch the drama play out, so the demon blinked and fixed a mildly curious gaze on the trio to see what would happen next.
...Much to her surprise, the man had neither rushed to apologize for whatever it was he'd supposedly done, nor did he choose to merely roll his eyes and walk away from the woman who was confronting him. The fact that he was holding his ground with some snark thrown in to boot made him faintly more intriguing than most of the people in this town in Sasha's book, and she offered a small smirk when the woman indignantly stormed off with her child in tow.
"I think it's really the parenting that's to blame," she remarked in response to the man's comment, arching an eyebrow slightly as turned away from the woman's retreating back. "I mean she's keeping her child on a leash, for God's sake. Poor kid doesn't have a chance of functioning as a normal member of society." She was careful to keep her tone lightly sarcastic and amused, and not too allow much more disdain to slip into her voice than any normal civilian who'd happened to witness the previous event would. Not that she was particularly concerned that this guy might be a demon, or that he might know any demons - that would've just been paranoid of her. Still, in a small town like this where most everyone new everyone, it was better to build up a reputation of general normality.
Sasha surveyed him with mild interest for a moment before continuing, "You get points for telling psycho-mom off, though. Most people probably would've run away screaming." Might as well give him credit where he'd earned it, even if he was a human. Besides, though she wasn't big on casual conversation - it wasn't like she had much else to do.
words; 476. tag; alec&open ! credits;zielovesglee @ CAUTION
lyrics by OneRepublic!!comments; hahh, sasha's in a cranky mood everyday, so it's okay :]
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Post by Alec and Luke Byron on Oct 10, 2011 20:24:52 GMT -5
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He shrugged, grinning wide and lopsided and just a little bit evil. "I'll admit that if I were going to be here longer than nine hours I might have been a little nicer about it, but the kid wasn't hurt, wasn't upset until she came over and went all psycho about it." He shrugged, taking a sip of his stupid hipster coffee drink to which Alec wasn't too proud to admit he was addicted.
Looking after the retreating mother, Alec saw that the kid was calm once more, though Mommy Dearest was still noticably agitated. "People," he sighed, "are pretty stupid sometimes. Possibly even most of the time." He wasn't nearly caffeinated enough to find any optimism on a day where he'd taken a 5 AM flight out from LAS so that he could make an ass of himself for the sake of a high school senior and TMZ. Actually there might not be enough caffeine in the world for that set of circumstances.
The sun was bright and direct, he peered up at the woman from under the brim of his hat. Some lizard-brain courtesy drilled into him by his mother had him offering, "Name's Alec. Hey." The lizard brain only has so much influence, really.
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Post by Sasha Scottsdale on Oct 12, 2011 13:57:10 GMT -5
Sasha blinked when he informed her that he wouldn't be sticking around here for too long - though in retrospect, that sort of made sense. Now that she was actually paying attention, he didn't really strike her as a local. Didn't seem quite as flighty as most of the people around here. "Just visiting, huh? Lucky you." she commented dryly with a faint smirk. Quite honestly, she couldn't say she blamed him. This wasn't a place she'd particularly wanted to hang around for any extended length of time either - and she wouldn't have been, if her current circumstances hadn't made it necessary.
She made an amused sound that was - well, almost a laugh, closer to a sort of 'hmm' when he made the observation of how stupid people could be. That was one thing the demon could agree with, to say the least - though again, she knew she'd have to be careful not to appear too haughty here. "Stupid's one word for it." she agreed with a quick roll of her eyes. Elaborating on that probably would have involved a few words of a...more colorful nature, so Sasha kept them to herself. Instead, she focused on quietly analyzing the man sitting on the bench. He looked fairly young - probably not more than twenty - and he also seemed sort of cynical. Not that this really bothered her; Sasha liked when humans were cynical. It made them a little more tolerable when they didn't have a bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed view on the world.
"I'm Sasha." the demon replied in turn, smiling again as Alec introduced himself. Now that the mother and her child were a safe distance away, she allowed herself to relax a little, her expression switching from mildly exasperated to inquisitive. It was no secret that they didn't get a lot of tourists here (one of the reason she'd chosen this town to lay low in), and it wasn't the sort of place that held a lot of business conferences, either. All in all, visitors weren't too frequent of an occurrence...and just to be safe, she went on to ask, "Not that it's any of my business, but I'm curious - what on earth made you want to come all the way out here to the middle of nowhere for a couple of hours?" Of course, he didn't particularly look like he wanted to be here at all - which made this all the more interesting.
words; 407. tag; alec&open ! credits;zielovesglee @ CAUTION
lyrics by OneRepublic!!comments; well, he's kinda got her attention at least - xD!
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Post by Alec and Luke Byron on Oct 12, 2011 18:11:35 GMT -5
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Alec looked pained, but answered honestly. "For the stupidest and most humiliating publicity stunt in the history of dumbness. My band's publicist watched 'Bye Bye Birdie' or maybe that one episode of the Brady Bunch with Davy jones and had the brilliant idea to have fans make these humiliating YouTube videos to propose dates with all the band members. My 'winner' has her homecoming dance tonight so..." he trailed off and just shook his head in disgust.
"It's not my fault, you know." He heard the plaintive note in his own voice and grinned at it, even as he went on, "My contact specifies a certain number of publicity appearances per quarter, and I apparently don't get to use 'but that's retarded' as a valid reason not to agree to one." He shook the ice in his plastic cup, stirring the drink around as it started to get melty. The caffeine was beginning to kick in, he was just starting to think that he might survive the day after all. The night he was still debating, especially since he doubted that using vodka as a crutch to get through the night would go over big with the high school homecoming committee.
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