MHA #6 Tuesday Night

The apartment was silent when Verity unlocked the door and limped inside. The mice had either finished whatever religious ceremony they'd been practicing when she'd left or moved on to one of the quieter parts of the liturgy. Either way, they didn't come out to interrupt her as she dug her phone from her backpack and grabbed the first aid kit from the medicine cabinet, stripping out of most of her clothing and dropping them into the bathtub. She didn't think ahool blood was acidic, but why take chances?

( Wearing only a long t-shirt and her underwear, Verity hobbled back out to the couch, )

[Adapted from Chapter 6 of Discount Armageddon by Seanan McGuire and preplayed with (and coded by) the lovely firstofitskind. Part one and two, and part four is . NFI, NFB, OOC is love]

Dave's Fish and Strips, Verity's Baltimore, Wednesday Evening

Fireworks for the Fourth lit up the night sky, but neither Verity nor Liam were in a mood to celebrate. "Well, this is going to be a whole lot of not fun," Verity sighed, standing outside of Dave's Fish and Strips, an unimposing building that was surprisingly hard to find unless you knew exactly where to look for it. It was a 'gentleman's club' that included live dancers who got down to absolutely nothing on the front stage. That didn't make it special; any city of size included at least a few of the same kinds of places. But Dave's was the only one that Verity knew of (in Baltimore anyway), that catered specifically to the cryptid set. Both the staff and the patrons were majority cryptid, if not exclusively so.

But hey, everybody had to make a living. In another life, Verity could easily see herself waitressing here. Just waitressing--( she hadn't been kidding about her grandma's reaction. )

[Adapted from Chapter 7 of Discount Armageddon by Seanan McGuire and preplayed with (and coded by) the resplendent firstofitskind. Next post is here! Part one, two, three. NFI, NFB, OOC is love]