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diversified2014-08-22 10:48 pm
privatematter) wrote in diversified2014-08-22 10:48 pm
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He told me a story about yesterday. [ closed ]
WHO Shannon Vaughn (privatematter), Eli Delacroix (aspectional), and other Aspects.
WHAT Life takes a small turn for the exciting when the rest of the Aspects find out about the weird, three-way relationship that has evolved between Eli, Shannon and Michelle. It actually gets interesting when said relationship ends up getting involved in a sting on a large, black market smuggling ring.
WHEN idk, mid-1991-ish.
WHERE Chicago, IL, USA.
It was a beautiful summer day. Warm sun, pleasant breeze, excellent weather and plenty of friends. After a week of various he-said, she-saids among all of the Aspects hoping to do something with the optimistic forecast, it was decided to host a barbeque at Shannon's place (for Shannon's place was the only one with an appropriately-sized yard especially picked out for Lacey) where everyone could hang out and reconnect no matter what else was busying up their lives.
Although Shannon was hosting, he was hardly doing any of the cooking and found himself lingering by the screen door nursing a beer while he chatted around and listened for any of the straggling guests at the front. Only one or two people were actually hanging around inside to use the kitchen where there wasn't space out on the porch, so he kept an ear to that conversation, as well.
There was a rat-a-tat on the door. "I'll get it," he called inside the house, before Matheus could take it upon himself to answer. Shannon needed something to do for himself, and Matheus seemed to not be too keen on letting people (or himself) into Shannon's house without permission lately. Setting the beer aside, he made for the door and opened, brows raised expectantly; anyone who was coming would know to announce themselves.
privatematter), Eli Delacroix (aspectional), and other Aspects.WHAT Life takes a small turn for the exciting when the rest of the Aspects find out about the weird, three-way relationship that has evolved between Eli, Shannon and Michelle. It actually gets interesting when said relationship ends up getting involved in a sting on a large, black market smuggling ring.
WHEN idk, mid-1991-ish.
WHERE Chicago, IL, USA.
It was a beautiful summer day. Warm sun, pleasant breeze, excellent weather and plenty of friends. After a week of various he-said, she-saids among all of the Aspects hoping to do something with the optimistic forecast, it was decided to host a barbeque at Shannon's place (for Shannon's place was the only one with an appropriately-sized yard especially picked out for Lacey) where everyone could hang out and reconnect no matter what else was busying up their lives.
Although Shannon was hosting, he was hardly doing any of the cooking and found himself lingering by the screen door nursing a beer while he chatted around and listened for any of the straggling guests at the front. Only one or two people were actually hanging around inside to use the kitchen where there wasn't space out on the porch, so he kept an ear to that conversation, as well.
There was a rat-a-tat on the door. "I'll get it," he called inside the house, before Matheus could take it upon himself to answer. Shannon needed something to do for himself, and Matheus seemed to not be too keen on letting people (or himself) into Shannon's house without permission lately. Setting the beer aside, he made for the door and opened, brows raised expectantly; anyone who was coming would know to announce themselves.
no subject
He was going to argue her and possibly point out something idiotic, but Michelle held up the hand on Shannon's waist and pointed a finger at him, a small breeze starting near him. "Do not speak lies around me or I will make sure you never speak again." Nodding mutely, Matheus stood up and muttered something about going to find Javier before he walked out. At that, Michelle started petting Shannon's hair once more, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "He is an idiot about things relating to your original. Do not mind him. There are much better things to worry about like what we'll be doing later."