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Jan. 17th, 2011 01:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jonathanparagon[Some hours after this.]
The sun's slanting toward the western horizon by the time he reaches midtown. It's the last stop he's got planned; none of the others, aside from the first one or two to collect supplies, have borne any fruit at all -- and even on those, people who should have recognized him showed no sign of it.
A heavy shutter is halfway down the storefront of Alcina's when he gets there. The sign on the door still reads OPEN, though.
He ducks to look in under the shutter, knocks on the door. Offers Alcina a hopeful smile, when she looks up.
The sun's slanting toward the western horizon by the time he reaches midtown. It's the last stop he's got planned; none of the others, aside from the first one or two to collect supplies, have borne any fruit at all -- and even on those, people who should have recognized him showed no sign of it.
A heavy shutter is halfway down the storefront of Alcina's when he gets there. The sign on the door still reads OPEN, though.
He ducks to look in under the shutter, knocks on the door. Offers Alcina a hopeful smile, when she looks up.
