Shopping Trip
9 December 2005 22:28![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thewolfinsideHe'd started out watching a movie, but had quickly grown bored. No snuggly wereleopards were around to fall asleep so he could draw on them.
Instead, he grabbed his pinpoint and headed to St. Louis. Not his St. Louis, but Jasia and Elle's.
They'd been a bit startled when he appeared in their living room, being half naked and all. He'd just grinned at them and borrowed Jasia's credit cards.
Now he was deep in The Underground, the fetish capital of the world. Or at least the Midwest. Located not far from the Blood District, The Underground was several blocks worth of shops that catered to the fetish lovers, the ravers, the clubbers, the strippers, the vamps and everyone else who hated the mainstream GAP crowd. All of them underground and connected by brick tunnels lit by neon and flourscent lights. You could show up just before sunrise and spend all day shopping without ever going above street level.
The best part, the majority of the stores were open twenty-four hours a day. It was probably the only part of St. Louis he truly missed.
Browsing through the leather 'man skirts', he tries not to laugh when another lycan pauses as they go by, trying to sort out his scent. He and Jasia scented similar enough to be twins, which tended to freak out the locals. He finally makes his choice, pays and heads out into the tunnels. He makes a few more stops, picking up a few more items.
Soon enough he was headed home, several bags in hand.
Hopefully things had cooled off by the time he got there.
((couldn't sleep, new layout))
Instead, he grabbed his pinpoint and headed to St. Louis. Not his St. Louis, but Jasia and Elle's.
They'd been a bit startled when he appeared in their living room, being half naked and all. He'd just grinned at them and borrowed Jasia's credit cards.
Now he was deep in The Underground, the fetish capital of the world. Or at least the Midwest. Located not far from the Blood District, The Underground was several blocks worth of shops that catered to the fetish lovers, the ravers, the clubbers, the strippers, the vamps and everyone else who hated the mainstream GAP crowd. All of them underground and connected by brick tunnels lit by neon and flourscent lights. You could show up just before sunrise and spend all day shopping without ever going above street level.
The best part, the majority of the stores were open twenty-four hours a day. It was probably the only part of St. Louis he truly missed.
Browsing through the leather 'man skirts', he tries not to laugh when another lycan pauses as they go by, trying to sort out his scent. He and Jasia scented similar enough to be twins, which tended to freak out the locals. He finally makes his choice, pays and heads out into the tunnels. He makes a few more stops, picking up a few more items.
Soon enough he was headed home, several bags in hand.
Hopefully things had cooled off by the time he got there.
((couldn't sleep, new layout))
