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[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

'City of love,' huh? Really? [...disgruntled pause...] Are the people living here aware of that title? Because they sure don't seem to--

[and then the journal clatters to the sidewalk as someone bumps into him. give him a second while he picks that back up]

...Yeah. Great. Merci for that, buddy.

Some parole this is turning out to be.


((ooc: feel free to catch Billy over the journal or in person on his way home from work))

Comments

[waterproofed.livejournal.com]

It can't be that bad, can it?

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

Sure it can.

[payback.livejournal.com]

What's a parole?

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

It's, uh...


...Kind of like a vacation.

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Would you prefer the opposite?

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

What's the opposite?




...New Jersey?

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[She watches interestedly from the doorway, bundled in a blanket she'd stolen from... somewhere.]

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[...o-oh. He halts up when he spots her, taking a second to peer closer at her]

...Del?

Dictated.

[valorandmettle.livejournal.com]

[ He can't help but note the bitter, if somewhat sad, tone of voice there in the speaker's voice. ]

Is this indeed named the "City of Love"? What an interesting thought, I would've thought that could be a name for all cities, don't you?

Perhaps you can explain to me what "parr-roll" is?



[OOC: Sorry my comment is so late, Christmas was mega-busy! Hope you had a lovely time this Christmas! :0)]

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

They call it that, yeah. ...I really don't know why you would call any city that, though.

[a sigh]

Oh, and, uh... just forget the parole thing.


[ooc: again, no worries, lol. holidays are crazy, man]

[truthin-bones.livejournal.com]

At least we are no longer on Paradisa.

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

We're not in a castle anymore, anyway.

[its-worthdoing.livejournal.com]

[Willow is walking home, lost in her own thoughts and the simple Paris of it all. The crowd seemed especially tense today, pressing in with the increased holiday bustle. She does her best to navigate it, until she finds herself nearly nose to nose with a familiar face.

At first she just blinks as her brain translates the lack of bars framing his features]

--Billy.

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[he does some blinking too, it taking him a good moment or two to come to terms with much the same thing]

--Oh, Willow. Uh... hi.

[waterproofed.livejournal.com]

It can't be that bad, can it?

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

Sure it can.

[payback.livejournal.com]

What's a parole?

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

It's, uh...


...Kind of like a vacation.

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

Would you prefer the opposite?

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

What's the opposite?




...New Jersey?

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[She watches interestedly from the doorway, bundled in a blanket she'd stolen from... somewhere.]

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[...o-oh. He halts up when he spots her, taking a second to peer closer at her]

...Del?

Dictated.

[valorandmettle.livejournal.com]

[ He can't help but note the bitter, if somewhat sad, tone of voice there in the speaker's voice. ]

Is this indeed named the "City of Love"? What an interesting thought, I would've thought that could be a name for all cities, don't you?

Perhaps you can explain to me what "parr-roll" is?



[OOC: Sorry my comment is so late, Christmas was mega-busy! Hope you had a lovely time this Christmas! :0)]

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

They call it that, yeah. ...I really don't know why you would call any city that, though.

[a sigh]

Oh, and, uh... just forget the parole thing.


[ooc: again, no worries, lol. holidays are crazy, man]

[truthin-bones.livejournal.com]

At least we are no longer on Paradisa.

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

We're not in a castle anymore, anyway.

[its-worthdoing.livejournal.com]

[Willow is walking home, lost in her own thoughts and the simple Paris of it all. The crowd seemed especially tense today, pressing in with the increased holiday bustle. She does her best to navigate it, until she finds herself nearly nose to nose with a familiar face.

At first she just blinks as her brain translates the lack of bars framing his features]

--Billy.

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[he does some blinking too, it taking him a good moment or two to come to terms with much the same thing]

--Oh, Willow. Uh... hi.