Getting Back to Where I Belong
Oct. 10th, 2014 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alisa_lebeau_v3Alisa managed to secure an apartment in the Waldorf Astoria, until she could find a new apartment to live in. She had left the Pier and was trying to get her life in order. It was suggested she stay for a bit longer, but she refused. She as determined to get back into High Society, and her rightful place in life. The world had knocked her down, and she was going to climb back up even if it killed her... figuratively, of course.
Despite warnings to let Alistaire go, she was tired of listening to everyone else but herself. She got into this whole mess because she listened to what other people thought, instead of what she thought... and that ended once Brooke gave her a spark back.
"Of all people, leave it to Brooke to get me back to how I was. I doubt she intended it, knowing her." Alisa mumbled, shrugging her shoulders as she took another sip of her Brandy.
The doorman and front desk of the Waldorf were given specific instructions that if Alistaire Shaw wished to see her, he was to be told where she was, and given a key to her apartment. She still trusted him more than anyone else. Despite the screw up with her previous implants, he was always there... even when she tried to drive him away on the words of others. In her eyes, he was still the only friend she had.
Despite warnings to let Alistaire go, she was tired of listening to everyone else but herself. She got into this whole mess because she listened to what other people thought, instead of what she thought... and that ended once Brooke gave her a spark back.
"Of all people, leave it to Brooke to get me back to how I was. I doubt she intended it, knowing her." Alisa mumbled, shrugging her shoulders as she took another sip of her Brandy.
The doorman and front desk of the Waldorf were given specific instructions that if Alistaire Shaw wished to see her, he was to be told where she was, and given a key to her apartment. She still trusted him more than anyone else. Despite the screw up with her previous implants, he was always there... even when she tried to drive him away on the words of others. In her eyes, he was still the only friend she had.
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Date: 2014-10-10 08:33 pm (UTC)Alisa took a larger sip of her brandy, before lazily sitting back in her chair. She still managed to make that look elegant, somehow.
"If you would like, perhaps I can approach Reiko with this idea. We are still friends, so she might be more open to talk with me. If not, I'm open to perhaps... suggestions on a new partner for my bed. You always had the best suggestions."