Street where the riches of ages are sold (OPEN)

[kleptofaeniac]

A: Barnet

Kenzi and Jennifer weren't friends by any stretch of the word. Acquaintances was a closer definition but even then, they didn't run in the same circles. The only reason she even knew Jennifer was the girl found dead in Barnet was she might... be following police intel. For a friend.

It was weird for her to be doing something that wasn't outright for her own self interest but it was shockingly helpful. After all, once she heard the description of the Jane Doe it was only a matter of time before her research and connections (however small they might be) told her one thing.

Jennifer - a Circle Midnight witch - was dead, killed by someone invested in the Redbright takeover in Barnet. Kenzi hoped that nobody from Circle Daybreak, The Night Council, or any vampires would go where Jennifer lived and take things. She didn't think they'd be that stupid - or that smart.

So Kenzi went in the morning, when everyone was headed to work and acted as if she knew exactly what she was doing. Confidence would get you access to more things than fake badges. But she had one of those too just in case.

It would be a tough sell, though. Considering she was wearing stiletto leather boots that went all the way up to her thighs, and had green threaded through her very black hair. Not a cop, by any stretch.

But that didn't stop her from breaking the seal of tape and touching her little wooden key-chain to the door. There was the tell-tale click of locks being undone, by the sound of how many there were - it seemed like Jennifer either had something pretty valuable inside or was super paranoid.

Well, she did get murdered after all. Maybe she wasn't so paranoid.

Kenzi spends a good portion of her time frame that she allowed herself roaming around the apartment and stuffing things she wants into her backpack. Hey, Jennifer wasn't going to be using them anymore. Might as well make sure they stayed out of Redbright's hands in the meantime. A few books for magic, almost all her jewelry and her little black contact book that had all the phone numbers a witch could ask for.

Maybe there was something important in there?

Kenzi is leaving the apartment with her backpack filled to the brim and going straight for her car.

B: Portobello Road - Friday

It was a cheap gimmick, and something that usually only got the stupid people and tourists interested - but that was what she wanted. It was easy to fleece someone who was too busy listening to what she was saying about how fascinating their life line was to notice her lifting their watch or hand jewelry. And it didn't hurt that she asked for 16 quid before even speaking to them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't be shy. Come, see what the future has in store for you and your loved ones!"

She had a little stall on the market road, something her cousin had hooked her up with. It was all decked out in exactly what you would expect from a Russian fortune teller, except she was about fifty years too young to make it especially hokey.

Kenzi was dressed like a hippy. Not a scrap of black on her, and her make-up was done so as to look as natural and flower-child-y as possible. To top it off, she was wearing an ashy blonde wig with some stuff woven into the hair.

She might also be selling knockoff charms to normal people. They're in the approximation of the real charms that she makes, but they're completely useless. Still, a witch or someone who knows her work might recognize them.

C: Late Night Munchies

There was a plus to living in London. There was always something open and ready to serve you greasy, disgusting food. Which was exactly what Kenzi wanted late at night after working in her shop all day long. She might just be making Day and Moonlight Jewelry and other little charms and sundry items that she sells to people who want them, but she is only one witch. And that means constantly flexing her magical muscles for a whole day makes her exhausted, and starving too.

She's sitting inside a little pizza place, whose front of house is so small they only have room for a counter to order at and chairs along the walls and front windows to sit at while you wait for your food.

Kenzi is dicking around on her phone when suddenly, her nose starts to bleed. Yet another lovely side affect of not having a coven.

D: W-W-WILDCARD!!

Make your own up if you feel up to it!

Comments

[kleptofaeniac]

Another fun Nancy factoid. [She smiled, happy to learn another little thing about her friend. She wasn't one to share personal things herself, but she could try to make the effort. Right?]

Hellooo, nurse!

[She really can't say 'hello' like that without adding on the 'nurse'. T.V programmed her.]

We're gonna have sooo much fun! I can't wait to not sleep!

[stauncherhearted]

I've got more, if you want 'em.

[She laughs brightly, dimples showing in full force.] I know! Netflix and wine, I stopped at Sainsbury's and picked up some candy, too! Sit, get comfortable.

[Nancy, for her part, was in a pair of yoga pants and an old t-shirt. Perfectly good lounging around clothes. Why would she wear anything else? Any spell she had to cover up the healing bite-marks on her neck and wrists, or anything else, was gone. Best to let those injuries heal. Besides, that spell could be exhausting at the end of a long night.

Getting out two glasses, she poured them each some wine.]

[kleptofaeniac]

At your leisure, darlin'.

[Kenzi wouldn't remark about the bite marks. At least not sober. She gets Nancy's job, gets that she's got a corner of a market that is working for her. Why would Kenzi try to change that?

She picks up the wine as soon as the first glass isn't being tended by Nancy and holds it up for a toast.]

To candy and Netflix.

[Kenzi waits until the glasses are clinked to take a nice, healthy, noisy sip of it. Ah, boxed wine. For some reason it tasted better than that swanky champagne they drank at the party.]

So what kinda candy didja get?

[Because that is important.]

[stauncherhearted]

[She meets Kenzi's glass with her own.] Candy and Netflix.

[She takes her own sip before pulling up an orange plastic bag.] Jelly babies, Cadbury Eggs, a Mars Bar or two, Smarties, and a lot more.

[Satisfied, she takes both bag and wine over to the couch to plop down next to Kenzi.] Whatcha wanna watch my darling?

[Rather: what do you want for background music.]

[kleptofaeniac]

Ooooo Smarties yes. [Kenzi plucks the box of Smarties from the bag as they sit. For the longest time she refused to even entertain the notion of eating them - thinking they were the chalky nastiness from the Americas. Oh how wrong she was.]

Swayze. Anything with Swayze.

[It was a horrible secret but she was the biggest fan of Patrick Swayze's movies. All of his movies.

[stauncherhearted]

I knew you'd love those, [Nancy said, turning on the tv and xbox for all sorts of fun netflix shenanigans.]

Swayze again? C'mon, you made me watch Dirty Dancing last time!

[kleptofaeniac]

....Did you have the time of your life though?

[She can't help snorting at her own damn joke. Kenzi you are trash.]

[stauncherhearted]

[Such trash. Nancy rolls her eyes and nudges Kenzi with her elbow.]

That movie is ridiculous. And awful.

[kleptofaeniac]

Come on, baby! I'll never put you in a corner!

[At this point she's just giving you shit Nancy. She loves how much you don't like that movie.]

[stauncherhearted]

I'd volunteer to be put in a corner, thank you very much.

[She knows. But you're awful] What else would you be interested in?

[kleptofaeniac]

Uhhh. Let's watch To Wong Foo! I love that freaking movie.

[No one is surprised, Kenzi.]

[stauncherhearted]

Watch what now? Was that even English?

[kleptofaeniac]

Some of it? It's a Patrick movie, okay?! I'm a weak woman.

[You'll like it Nancy, promise.]

The full thing is: "To Wong Foo, thanks for everything, Julie Newmar." Which is a bit of a mouthful if you ask me, hence, Wong Foo.

[stauncherhearted]

...

[She doesn't even know you, Kenzi, she's sure.]

Alright. if you say so. But I get veto power if I hate it.

[kleptofaeniac]

Agreed.

[But you doooo Nancy. You do.

Kenzi sits back happily, a statisfied little smile on her face as she munches Smarties and sips noisily at her wine.

She has a question she's sitting on...and is wondering if she's a bad friend for waiting for Nancy to get a glass or two in her before asking it.]

I needed this, Nanc.

[After the bullshit Barnet spawned, Kenzi was pretty sure Nancy needed it too.]

Thanks.

[stauncherhearted]

[Nancy takes a long sip of her wine (she can drink it like it's juice at this point of her life), and leans her forehead against Kenzi's shoulder.] No problem. I needed it, too.

[The past few days had been busy. The ball, Stiles coming over for dinner, now Kenzi over, not to mention working and maintaing a life. It was exhausting. But she couldn't have three nights off in a row like this, she knew. Next week, she'd have to more than make up for it. Which she could do. That wouldn't be too difficult. Hopefully a vamp or two would want to double-up.]

Any time you need anything, y'know I'm here.

[kleptofaeniac]

Ditto.

[She says it just as easily as breathing. And means it. Which seems a little rare for Kenzi these days. She doesn't have many friends she can be herself around. Especially not in London.

It was good to have Nancy.]

We doing nails tonight?

[stauncherhearted]

'course we are. I grabbed some mood-changing polishes I wanted to try out.

Bright neon pink for you, yeah?

[kleptofaeniac]

See, this? This is why I love you.

[Kenzi shimmied her legs underneath her and dipped her nose into her glass to drink. Girls nights were officially the best.]

What'd you get for you? Something sparkly?

[stauncherhearted]

Just my nailpolish selection skills?

[She laughed, drinking more]

Sparkly, yeah, red to black changing polish. It looks brilliant on, I bet.

But first! What say we start in on this pizza before it gets cold?

[kleptofaeniac]

Sadly yes. [Kenzi manages not to crack a smile until she's finished saying it, as if confessing to an affair.

The reminder of pizza has her leaping off the couch and going to the counter where the pizza is still resting.]

Oh yeah! Pepperoni's okay, right?

[And with that her first glass of wine is finished. They'll probably be going through Nancy's home supply by the end of the movie.]

I mean, I'll bite the bullet and eat yours if you want me to. Because I love you.

[stauncherhearted]

Sure thing.

[She laughs, finishing off her own glass of wine and handing it to Kenzi. She knows what to do with that. Read: more wine.]

No, I need the pizza. But we'll see. Some of us don't have your killer metabolism. [Which just meant that Nancy would spend more time running. Fine with her, she liked exploring and people watching as she did so.

While Kenzi got the wine, she flipped open the pizza box and began looking for the movie.] Hey, bring the box over. [They could keep it cold. Magic was awesome.]

[kleptofaeniac]

Yes'm!

[Kenzi does an abrupt about face and retrieves the wine with an efficiency that was rare when Kenzi was involved.

Onto the counter it went, and before they could cast a spell to chill it, she got herself another full glass.]

[stauncherhearted]

Hey hey! Don't forget me!

[She points at the wine. Pour up, Kenz. Nancy's moving on to the pizza already.]

This is so good.

[kleptofaeniac]

[Kenzi quickly pours a glass of wine full for Nancy, she really wants that pizza and doesn't at all feel like she won't get any if she doesn't hurry.

It isn't so much that she thinks Nancy will steal all her food, more that .... yeah that's exactly what her brain is telling her. Kenzi might be five years out from eating garbage and dumpster diving, but it isn't as if that mentality is easy to forget.

Kenzi ends up inhaling a whole piece before taking a second to clap with happiness because pizza.]

Oh mah gohd.

[Talking with your mouth full is soooo classy Kenz.]