ɢɪᴅɢᴇᴛ (
gidge) wrote in
bottleneck2022-04-01 09:27 am
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| ACTIVE: bridget 'birdie' lewis (vampire: the masquerade oc) SEMI: jessica jones (netflix mcu); han solo (star wars); steve harrington (stranger things); INACTIVE: too many to list |

Viva Las Vegas ⌠ for ~terrifies ⌡
Birdie has enjoyed the break from a regular gig after the nights at the Broadstreet, but when Ouija suggests finding a little spot she can go to perform after so long off a stage she's genuinely delighted by the possibility.
There's still a lot to learn about how things work here, both in terms of Kindred politics and just basic geography, and for now she's happy to coast along on the knowledge of someone else. She hasn't done much away from the Strip before, and now they're walking down a street somewhere north of there. Normally a thing to be concerned about, but Birdie trusts, at least, in Ouija's judgement and that they wouldn't take her somewhere terrible or dangerous.
"So," she asks as they walk, holding one of their hands in both of hers, "if we get there and they're playing honkytonk, we're leaving, right? You're not gonna make me stay as revenge?"
It's a revenge she'd suffer through, though. As welcoming as Vegas has been, almost suspiciously so, it's Ouija's company and advice she goes to like a well as many nights as she can. Listening to shitty Nevada Seventh Son knockoffs is a price she'll pay to keep their hand in hers for as long as she's allowed.
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