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Valli thought quickly, she was employed as a Bar Tender, not a Minder or Diplomat, although she had a strong sense of right and wrong, the guys attitude at the door existed outside this remit, also, she had had misgivings about Quill's offhand attitude of late, the shady conversations on the telephone, the odd indirect questions from punters she had not seen before, now, more than ever, it was time for that career change, she grabbed her phone, coat and bag, and left via the Fire exit.....Re: Let's write a story.
...but, in her rush and frustrated state, forgot that the stairs were under repair. Down and down Valli tumbled, with her short life flashing before her until, by a cruel quirk of fate, one of her arms became ensnared. "My god, the pain!!" she screamed inwardly as first she felt the snap of bone and then the sound of her own flesh tearing....Re: Let's write a story.
Ouch, another laddered stocking, I'm feeling a bit bladdered to be honest, I shouldn't have had that schooner of amontillado especially after what Mr Quill said, so I grabbed me phone and whizzed through the contacts. Angelica, she'll be working this time of night, sitting at her desk dreaming up plots, we were blood sisters in the brownies together, she were OK till she got into black magic and class A drugs, went all goth on me, but now she's settled down, working as special investigator for a rightwing tabloid. Angelica, she'll know what to do. Dring. Shush it's Val, listen ...Re: Let's write a story.
"Hi, you are through to Angelica" piped up the answerphone. "Your call is very important to me so if you want to speak about hard right politics then press 1. If you want to talk sexy press 2. If you want to talk about suing me for something I've written in the past about you then take a hike. If you want to say anything meaningful about life then phone a priest. If it's an emergency then hang up and ring 999. For anything else hold the line until I can be bothered to answer"... beeeeepp....Re: Let's write a story.
So I pressed 2 for sex talk then chickened out, cut the call.Re: Let's write a story.
It struck Vali, that in her fall she had acquired an extra sensory power and strength. Her broken leg had miraculously mended and as she sauntered to the door to investigate who was there, she felt a prod in her head.Re: Let's write a story.
"Oh no you're not" said the dwarf, lunging through the throng and kicking her square on the ankle, immediately disabling her superpowers, and she crumpled to the floor in a dishevelled heap. "As a magic dwarf I am master of all I survey, and I will decide what show is on the road and when, but first of all we all need a drink. I will have a cherry soda with a slice of lime and my mafia thugs here will just have halves of shandy, as one of them may have to drive later, so get back behind the bar Missy where you belong and stick to what you're good at! "Re: Let's write a story.
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