Rebecca Elizabeth Fenhell (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} notwhoiseem) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} badwater_rpg,@ 2009-01-09 23:20:00 |
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Who: Rebecca, OPEN to anyone in the Elkins' household
What: Wandering through the house
When: Friday night
Where: Elkin's estate
Rating: PG-13 for now
Weekends, Rebecca liked to spend with Evan. Sure they were still only fake boyfriend and girlfriend (sort of kind of even though she was really starting to wish they were more real...) but she liked the boy. If nothing else they were at least close friends so that gave her the chance to wander around the mansion, doing this that and the other thing. With her white German Shepherd Wilson padding after her at her heels the young woman walked aimlessly through the upstairs hallway, a tooth brush sticking partially out of her mouth. As she and her dog walked she scrubbed her teeth, finally making it back into the bathroom where she rinsed and spit. With that little nightly routine taken care of the young woman made her way downstairs, barefoot and in a pair of what appeared to be boy's shorts (possibly Evan's) and a tank top.
She'd not seen hide nor hair of anyone really for the past half hour but that wasn't really all that surprising. The place, after all, was big and the young woman was normally content just wandering and getting to know the place, letting her thoughts wander. To be honest her ability still frightened her a bit and the more she heard rumors about it not being an uncommon thing the more curious she became. Add in the missing files she kept coming across at work and really the young woman was becoming quite paranoid.
Part of her wondered if Evan had abilities but she didn't dare ask. Didn't dare bring it up because to be honest? She didn't trust his father. If Charles Elkins found out what she could do he might try to use her and that just wasn't something she was willing to subject herself to at that point. Reaching the bottom of the stairs she glanced at Wilson who glanced back at her, tail wagging. She reached over and pat his head.
"Good dog."
What: Wandering through the house
When: Friday night
Where: Elkin's estate
Rating: PG-13 for now
Weekends, Rebecca liked to spend with Evan. Sure they were still only fake boyfriend and girlfriend (sort of kind of even though she was really starting to wish they were more real...) but she liked the boy. If nothing else they were at least close friends so that gave her the chance to wander around the mansion, doing this that and the other thing. With her white German Shepherd Wilson padding after her at her heels the young woman walked aimlessly through the upstairs hallway, a tooth brush sticking partially out of her mouth. As she and her dog walked she scrubbed her teeth, finally making it back into the bathroom where she rinsed and spit. With that little nightly routine taken care of the young woman made her way downstairs, barefoot and in a pair of what appeared to be boy's shorts (possibly Evan's) and a tank top.
She'd not seen hide nor hair of anyone really for the past half hour but that wasn't really all that surprising. The place, after all, was big and the young woman was normally content just wandering and getting to know the place, letting her thoughts wander. To be honest her ability still frightened her a bit and the more she heard rumors about it not being an uncommon thing the more curious she became. Add in the missing files she kept coming across at work and really the young woman was becoming quite paranoid.
Part of her wondered if Evan had abilities but she didn't dare ask. Didn't dare bring it up because to be honest? She didn't trust his father. If Charles Elkins found out what she could do he might try to use her and that just wasn't something she was willing to subject herself to at that point. Reaching the bottom of the stairs she glanced at Wilson who glanced back at her, tail wagging. She reached over and pat his head.
"Good dog."