08-06-2016, 09:05 AM
Benches were hard to come by these days around the Red Square. The block was often filled with tourists, Claire included on occasion, but after the event, the few benches that existed were coveted spots. God forbid you get up to find a bathroom!
Claire fought her way into one such seat before sunrise once she left Kallisti for the night.So far today, the budding seductress twice convinced young, impressionable, foolish boys to save her seat while she went inside GUM or bring her food from a nearby vendor. Despite going nearly twenty-four hours without sleep, still she sat and observed.
She stretched arms overhead to lessen the dull ache in her back. Long, unadorned legs prickled in the cool air as she still wore the black, beaded dress from her night at the club. She wasn't terribly uncomfortable, though. The midnight plum fur wrapped around her shoulders saw to that. In fact, as the day wore on, she let the shrug slip from her shoulders and the sun warm her skin.
A new girl sat nearby, but facing away from the spectacle of the Red Square rather than face it. Claire had watched her meander up to the Archway, then leave it, face downtrodden.
Curious as to the reaction, Claire leaned backward to speak to the girl's profile. Dark-skinned, tan, young. She was pretty, and would be much more glamorous with an easy makeover.
"Disappointed? Or not what you were expecting?"
Claire fought her way into one such seat before sunrise once she left Kallisti for the night.So far today, the budding seductress twice convinced young, impressionable, foolish boys to save her seat while she went inside GUM or bring her food from a nearby vendor. Despite going nearly twenty-four hours without sleep, still she sat and observed.
She stretched arms overhead to lessen the dull ache in her back. Long, unadorned legs prickled in the cool air as she still wore the black, beaded dress from her night at the club. She wasn't terribly uncomfortable, though. The midnight plum fur wrapped around her shoulders saw to that. In fact, as the day wore on, she let the shrug slip from her shoulders and the sun warm her skin.
A new girl sat nearby, but facing away from the spectacle of the Red Square rather than face it. Claire had watched her meander up to the Archway, then leave it, face downtrodden.
Curious as to the reaction, Claire leaned backward to speak to the girl's profile. Dark-skinned, tan, young. She was pretty, and would be much more glamorous with an easy makeover.
"Disappointed? Or not what you were expecting?"