Careers Fair, Fandom High Front Lawn, Friday Afternoon, 07/21/06

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

By lunch time, the booths were set up, the guests had arrived and there was quaint music playing from somewhere undetermined. Hawkeye is walking around with one of those portable microphone/speaker set-ups, roaming from booth to booth announcing the various guests that have come to Fandom to talk about their professions.

And despite what the mainland weather forecast said, it was definitely a nice, fine day.

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Re: SEX INDUSTRY PROFESSIONAL

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Violence is fun, too. In Old Town, they go hand in hand," she said with a grin. "You can't see three fourths of the weaponry I'm packing. It's a lesson all the girls learn as soon as they start working there. And now it's just habit for me."

Re: SEX INDUSTRY PROFESSIONAL

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Okay, this wasn't helping Tyler's crush to go away. "What do you usually carry?" he asked. "It makes sense, if you're around strangers a lot."

Re: SEX INDUSTRY PROFESSIONAL

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Handguns and blades," she said, casually sliding a switchblade out of her sleeve and flipping it open. "Miho has swords and throwing swastikas, too. I'm a better shot with a gun, though."

Re: SEX INDUSTRY PROFESSIONAL

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler was impressed. "So ... bad idea to piss either of you off," he breathed.

Re: SEX INDUSTRY PROFESSIONAL

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"GOB got stabbed on my birthday because he alarmed Miho," she replied, smiling. "So yeah."

Re: SEX INDUSTRY PROFESSIONAL

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

It seemed to be a happy memory, but Tyler had no idea how to follow uup on it, so he didn't.

"I'll remember that," he muttered. "See you around."