Freaky Friday Nyght/Venice
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writing_shadowsNyght smiled inwardly as she curled up next to Rex to sleep.
She thought with amusement on the day and sighed with a mildly evil contentedness. Ok it had been weird waking up next to Rex, he'd been confused about her sneaking in comment. But things were suddenly in sharp focus when she realised that she was in that bed, in that house, in a city 600 miles from where she had gone to sleep.
She had called the Fiddler's Rest and heard the sheer panic hidden in the voice, complained about something that would have to be dealt with by a very lost Parrot and smiled that for once she had the day off and no one could find her
So what would Venice have done she had thought. Shop! Plus Venice wouldn't really be angry at her, well she might be when she woke up with the wardrobe in Inverness, she didn't keep her nicest things there and she had recently destroyed that Chanel dress in that sparring session, only fair to replace it.
So that is what she had done, kissing Rex before finding Venice's money and cards. A few hours later and a few thousand pounds less rich she had returned smiling having had everything sent to the Hotel in Hexham. Rex had gone to the club and left her to her own devices. That meant that somewhere was a video she would rather have destroyed than leak out into the general populous. It would just take some searching, now if you were an evil parrot where would you keep it ...
She had found it and destroyed it, and then looked for any copies, and destroyed those too. It had felt really good. She had then sat and eaten cream cakes till Venice's undernourished body felt very sick. After that she had become bored. She had borrowed Rex's Rapier and practiced a little, the body while graceful had a different form of grace and wasn't very well suited to this she had thought.
Then she had waited for Rex to arrive home, after all, being Venice had more than a few perks.....
She thought with amusement on the day and sighed with a mildly evil contentedness. Ok it had been weird waking up next to Rex, he'd been confused about her sneaking in comment. But things were suddenly in sharp focus when she realised that she was in that bed, in that house, in a city 600 miles from where she had gone to sleep.
She had called the Fiddler's Rest and heard the sheer panic hidden in the voice, complained about something that would have to be dealt with by a very lost Parrot and smiled that for once she had the day off and no one could find her
So what would Venice have done she had thought. Shop! Plus Venice wouldn't really be angry at her, well she might be when she woke up with the wardrobe in Inverness, she didn't keep her nicest things there and she had recently destroyed that Chanel dress in that sparring session, only fair to replace it.
So that is what she had done, kissing Rex before finding Venice's money and cards. A few hours later and a few thousand pounds less rich she had returned smiling having had everything sent to the Hotel in Hexham. Rex had gone to the club and left her to her own devices. That meant that somewhere was a video she would rather have destroyed than leak out into the general populous. It would just take some searching, now if you were an evil parrot where would you keep it ...
She had found it and destroyed it, and then looked for any copies, and destroyed those too. It had felt really good. She had then sat and eaten cream cakes till Venice's undernourished body felt very sick. After that she had become bored. She had borrowed Rex's Rapier and practiced a little, the body while graceful had a different form of grace and wasn't very well suited to this she had thought.
Then she had waited for Rex to arrive home, after all, being Venice had more than a few perks.....
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