Kleinfeld, Annie's Manhattan | Thursday Afternoon

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was trying to be more excited than nervous today, but no matter what, the two were kind of co-mingling anyway. She might -- hopefully? -- get her wedding dress today! And she'd be filming an episode of television in the process, but whatever, that was just work, right?

And she was bringing Diego's sister. And her Fandom friends. And Maeve.

It would be fine.

And if she kept saying it would be fine, then it would be!

In any case, they were here -- along with a film crew, a gal who was not being shy at all about touching up makeup, Annie's boss Ashley (and her ubiquitous clipboard), and a bridal consultant who seemed torn between being thrilled at her big break and also like she might throw up.

Welcome to Starlight Says Yes to the Dress, a VLC Special (sponsored by Gal Gear.)

[for a few. naturally this is NFB for distance!]

Comments

Re: Arrive/Mingle | 7/28

[vought_npcs]

Ashley's eyes glazed over white for a half second, before she was turning to that same PA. "You know what, fuck that. We need to focus on A-Train. You know where that asshole just called me from?"

She turned away from Allison and Maeve without a second glance, and even started hustling towards the door. Clearly she had much more important places to be.

Re: Arrive/Mingle | 7/28

[neverhealedstraight]

Holy shit, Maeve may have just fallen in love, right then. Allison was, at least, getting a very impressed look, because that was way the fuck cooler than Diego's knife tricks (even if, you know, she was still very proud of him for Stormfront blah blah blah rah rah she thought your fiancé was great, Starlight, whatever.)

"No fucking way," she said softly. "Oh, I like you."

Re: Arrive/Mingle | 7/28

[s3hargreeves]

"I'm just sorry you have to deal with that on the regular," Allison said with a wry smile. "Let's keep this between us. I told Diego I'd keep a low profile."

And it was still low! Kind of.

Re: Arrive/Mingle | 7/28

[neverhealedstraight]

Lower than the profile Maeve kept when she got pissed and used her powers, anyway. Lot less table-throwing.

"Sure, sure, but I'm gonna need your number," Maeve replied, only half-joking. "That is handy."

She kind of wondered if it would work on Homelander. Maeve had heard a rumor he went to live in Antarctica, maybe. (But that felt like a real monkey's paw situation waiting to happen, didn't it?)