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[othersdie]

[All Justin had wanted was lunch. Unfortunately, the café seems to have embraced a clothing-optional philosophy... along with the rest of the City. So much for lunch or, for that matter, ever leaving the apartment again once he gets there.]

There's a... a curse today, I assume. If you're not affected and you haven't been out today--if you haven't seen anything yet--just stay at home.

Don't check the network, either.


[ooc: Decidedly not cursed. Mortify at will, action as you like if your character is in the vicinity of Café Juliet or just running around outside.]

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action you say?

[dignity_misery]

[Carla does not need to be cursed to be entirely confident in sex appeal. Unfortunately, however, she doesn't find all this excessive preening that's going on around her to be particularly charming. She just wants to get back to her apartment, and some unfortunate sexy gentleman is making it difficult. Violence is always the answer, and she is very sorry if that shirtless meathead goes stumbling into you, Justin. Sort of. Except not really.]

that's action, there

[othersdie]

[Fortunately, Justin has had enough bully-related high school experience to avoid getting smashed by aforementioned shirtless meathead. He isn't all that surprised to see that Carla was apparently the cause of the man's momentum.]

Is he bothering you?

[This is said because Justin has resumed his work with the police and feels obligated to say such things, not because he could do anything about it.]

oh my.

[dignity_misery]

Not anymore. If he wants to keep his teeth.

[She's already hit him once, and this is troublesome to the unnaturally induced vanity. Teeth certainly helped with the sexy look... Carla sees him hesitate in his ridiculous damn sexiness and rolls her eyes. Tells her delightful NPC to fuck off, and he scoots to find someone more open to his assets.]

...

[othersdie]

[Huh. Carla makes making people run away look easy.]

Are you cursed?

[dignity_misery]

[She usually doesn't let them run. She does give Justin a dry look though.]

Not as far as I know.

[She's clothed, her hair over her shoulders doing a pretty good job of covering up her bandaged neck.]

[othersdie]

Sorry. It's--it can be hard to tell. I should--

[His powers of speech momentarily abandon him (it's not Carla so much as the sheer amount of skin showing around them), leaving him to gesture in a leaving sort of way.]

I should go home. Be careful.

[dignity_misery]

[That expression goes amused.]

Are you gonna make it without passing out?

[othersdie]

[If that wasn't a valid concern, that comment might have gotten a smile.]

Yes, thank you.

[dignity_misery]

[She grins, the expression is sharp.]

Good luck.

[No, honestly, she's imagining them harassing him aaaall the way home.]

[othersdie]

I might need it.

[Dear god, please don't let the space between café and the apartment be saturated with... this.]