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| Scene Title | Babysteps |
|---|---|
| Synopsis | Abby sniffs around to see about getting her nose back int the door and seeing how she'll stand. |
| Date | March 17, 2009 |
Old Lucy's has a vibrant and lively feel to it, from the dark wooden floors to the shady crimson walls lit up by neon lights and many times, the flashing of cameras from the oft-crowded floor. The mirror behind the bar reflects prices of various drinks, bottles lined up, as well as the entire saloon as seen from the bartenders; bolted-down stools line the other side, and there are loose tables and chairs placed all around, though many times they find themselves pushed back for more space within the center of the saloon. A few speakers are placed at strategic places and around a raised stage to the far corner from the bar. Above the counter, an obviously well-used bar is hung; it is this that the girls working will use should there be dancing, which is one reason many patrons choose to come aside from the drinks. Across the bar and near the back, there is a door that leads to the owner's office and just inside a stairwell that leads a apartment on the floor above the bar.
It's early evening at Old Lucy's and tonight Isabelle Ashford is back and ready to continue the work at her baby. She is wearing a pair of black short shorts and a red tank top. Her hair is done up in a ponytail and she looks around the bar with a wide smile, she had left the bar in Brenda's care. Though she trusted the young blonde to take care of things, Isabelle missed this place a lot while she was away on Staten Island. The bartender slides a drink down the bar and winks at the customer as she gets into the swing of things for the night.
Abby's chosen Tuesday night as her night to at least come in and visit. See how her nerves are going to take the place. Everything's been moved into the new place, unpacking can be taken care of since she has brian with her for some time, and Ewan. So it is, in her scooter jacket, jeans, sweater and at least a little weight put on since she's been made to eat every chance she stands still long enough for her various guardians to shove something in her face and make her eat. Carefully she makes her way towards the bar, trying to keep space between her and the patrons, an eye out for whomever might resemble those who shall not be named.
As Izzy slides another drink down the bar and collect the money she sees Abby and grins at the young woman. "Come on, have a seat." She calls as she continues to make a few more drinks, talk to patrons, ya know bartender stuff. After minute or two she comes to stand in front of Abby and look down at the healer. "How ya holding up hun?" the question is asked as Izzy sips from a beer she takes from under the bar.
"Barely. Having to take it a day at a time" Abby answers, as someone clears a seat for her. She's rather be on the other side of the bar, but at least she can sit. "I uhh, came to see if I still have a job, and if so, work out my hours"
"Job yes, hours.. when you can make it." Isabelle gives Abigail a stern look, "Abby.. you've just gotten back from being /kidnapped/. I'm not expecting you back just yet, just til you're settled and such." Before Abby can say another word, and that's if Abby was going to say anything at all, "No sass either. I'm putting my foot down, /relax/."
"And I still have an apartment to pay for Izzy and to eat, and bills. I got.. school, maybe, If they'll give me back my tuition, and I apply again. School's going to cut into my hours but at least my tuition is covered" By mysterious scholarship that isn't really that mysterious. It's not sass, it's Abigail being realistic. She needs to be realistic.
"And like I first said, when /you/ feel ready." Isabelle raises an eyebrow at Abby, "If you need to start back tomorrow, do so." Izzy says evenly and studies Abby. "I know you can handle it, I just don't want you burning yourself out."
"Just a few hours. Just see if I can do it" Abby answers back to Isabelle. "I need to try"
"Ok, done." Isabelle looks at Abby and offers the woman her hand. "I was glad to help bring you back to land of the living my little Nun." Izzy grins and winks.
"Ok, done." Isabelle looks at Abby and offers the woman her hand. "I was glad to help bring you back to land of the living my little Nun." Izzy grins and winks.
"I'm glad to just… be able to move about. I'll show up at opening time Izzy, stock stuff, work a few hours while there's light in the day" Abby shifts in her seat. "I'll get back to normal just.. keep an eye out for the three men, i'll see if Liz can get me copies of the sketches, in case they decide to show up at the bar" she wouldn't put it past them. Idiot move if they did, but she wouldn't.
Idiot move indeed. "Abs, if those /men/ decide to show up here.. well my would they be in for a surprise." Isabelle chuckles softly while nodding at her friend. "Get me the sketches, and if they show up. The girls and I will handle it." It helps that almost all the staff of Old Lucy's is Evolved. You don't want to mess with those girls. "Trust me."
She looks like she might object, fire back 'right, trust' but, then again, Isabelle and Huruma were there, helped pluck her up out of the filth that Muldoon and Logan had dropped her in. "They uhh, they can't do anything, the police. About what happened. Jurisdiction issues. They can't arrest Logan or Muldoon, or the third man for what they did to me" Two days spent in a police station to only get told that, a couple days ago. "I'll leave my new address with you. It's not far from here, heavy security" In fact, from her pocket she digs up a passkey. "To get into the building. I'm leaving one here, just in case"
"Ok, that works." Izzy looks at Abigail. "Don't worry about it hun. Just get some rest." Isabelle looks at the key as she pockets to put in a safe place. "I'll guard this key like it was Old Lucy's it's self." She promises.
"I am. I just can't… I can't rest too much Izzy. No work, means no money, no money means can't pay bills" it's a vicious cycle really. She already used some of her mysterious tuition ot make sure she had the new place that was unknown to everyone, and unknowingly… everyone.
"Yeah.. I know, I know Abs." Isabelle says and smiles softly at Abigail. "Well then I want you to go get some sleep, so you can work, work and work. Kay?" she takes another sip of her beer and grins widely at Abby. "It's so good to have you back ."
Abby nods, gathering herself up sliding off the stool. "I'll be in tomorrow. Let Huruma know. She'll want to know" Also so that if she has some issues, that at least she knows that breaking down in the back room will be less likely to happen with the emotion manipulator around. "Tell everyone I said hi. That i'm back"
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