Harpy B3, Friday Morning

[life_inshadow]

Tara was very busy Friday morning. She'd gone out early to get the latest editions of all the best magazines -- Seventeen, Star, and Tiger Beat. And now she was practically papering the walls of her alcove with torn-out photos of Zac Efron, the Jonas brothers, Justin Bieber, and -- her very favorites -- all the guys from the Dusk movies. Vampires were soooooo totally hot. She wouldn't mind if that one who used to be an underwear model wanted to nibble on her neck, nuh-uh.

After she was done, she'd probably go to the convenience store and magically trick the clerk into selling her beer. Why have powers if you never used them, right? It was a perfect day to get wasted on the beach. Maybe she could bring a big group of people and have a real kegger.

It was, in fact, pretty darn frosty in Hades.

[OOC: Mostly establishy, but open to cabinmates.]

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[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

"You're going to sing?" Kennedy asked hopefully, brightening. That might be enough motivation for her to risk crowds. "Okay, I guess. I can hide in a corner somewhere."

She looked incredibly embarrassed as she snuck a quick and still red-faced glance at Tara. "I just don't want people noticing me."

Not that she thought it was terribly likely.

[life_inshadow]

"I'll make sure all eyes are on me," Tara promised. "Don't worry."

Of course, she was already contemplating dedicating a song to Kennedy. She respected the girl's limits, but it was hard not to want to poke at her.

[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

Kennedy let out a long breath and relaxed just a tiny bit against her. "Okay," she said then, again, a little more firmly, "Okay. That's where they should be, anyway. Who wouldn't want to look at you?"

...some things didn't actually change, although the part where Kennedy was firmly convinced that someone better would come along and take Tara away any second now, and it was just a matter of when that happened? That had to do with drastic weather pattern shifts in hell.