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She'd made her way to the phone booth by the khazis to try and call someone...anyone really...to give her a ride home or at least to give them an idea on where she was and why.
The shadowy alcove really didn't do much to heighten her sense of confidence.
Picking up the phone she dropped in a bunch of change and dialed only to have it spit back out at her. Frowning she dialed 0 for the operator and the handset squalled out a mixture of high pitched tones in her ear.
The receiver was slammed back down.
"Fine I get the point no need to bloody my ears." Closing her eyes she leaned against the wall with its scribbles of foul language and phone numbers.
"Zauriel, I need you, I hope you can hear me."
The shadowy alcove really didn't do much to heighten her sense of confidence.
Picking up the phone she dropped in a bunch of change and dialed only to have it spit back out at her. Frowning she dialed 0 for the operator and the handset squalled out a mixture of high pitched tones in her ear.
The receiver was slammed back down.
"Fine I get the point no need to bloody my ears." Closing her eyes she leaned against the wall with its scribbles of foul language and phone numbers.
"Zauriel, I need you, I hope you can hear me."
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Date: 2006-11-19 06:45 pm (UTC)"I need something a little more appropriate." Her brows lower into a scowl. "esaelp ,no sehtolc gnilevarT."
Her confidence isn't what it should be and it becomes immediately apparent as her cleaning clothes transform into a pair of khakis, a Hawaiian shirt and a pair of snake boots.
She blinks a couple of times, blushing to the roots of her ponytails, sighs and just grabs a coat to throw over the loud shirt.