The tactic failed because she was distracted by the door as it opened, or more accurately what was behind it. She frowned as she stepped inside, at the stalls, the tile- and then him.
"I know you be an exhibitionist, Remy, but at least you usually got some cla..."
She was staring past him at the mirrors behind the row of sinks. It was a startled, uncomprehending look that greeted her in return- wide green eyes, lips that were the wrong shape, a face that was the wrong shape. It was a pretty face, that she felt an immediate and fierce hatred for. The face flushed, as she felt herself flush.
"What," she ground out, jaw tight as she tried to reign in the confusion. The girl in the mirror's mouth moved when her own did. She back up slightly, shoulders smacking into the stall partition, before she stalked a few steps forward, shoving his shoulder out of the way in one terse movement.
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Date: 2010-03-24 06:46 am (UTC)"I know you be an exhibitionist, Remy, but at least you usually got some cla..."
She was staring past him at the mirrors behind the row of sinks. It was a startled, uncomprehending look that greeted her in return- wide green eyes, lips that were the wrong shape, a face that was the wrong shape. It was a pretty face, that she felt an immediate and fierce hatred for. The face flushed, as she felt herself flush.
"What," she ground out, jaw tight as she tried to reign in the confusion. The girl in the mirror's mouth moved when her own did. She back up slightly, shoulders smacking into the stall partition, before she stalked a few steps forward, shoving his shoulder out of the way in one terse movement.
"What de hell is dis?!"