|Henley Reeves is no one's sidekick (needshandcuffs) wrote in carnaval_logs,|
@ 2013-10-01 22:46:00
|Entry tags:||!open (20), henley reeves, ~peter rumancek|
Who: Henley Reeves and OPEN (Peter Rumancek)
Where: Roaming, but currently near Management’s trailer.
When: Tuesday night, after arriving and changing clothes.
What: Henley is angry with her current predicament and walking around to vent her frustrations.
Warnings: TBA, nothing so far
Status: Ongoing, Open
Henley wasn’t the happiest person in the world. She had a laundry list of reasons for her discontent that stretched on and on. Her new attire, for example, was somewhere around the bottom of the list in significance, but it still irked her plenty. There was a scowl on her face as she explored the area.
They were in Empire City currently, but would be moving on to another town in a matter of weeks. Henley had never really lived a gyspy-like existence, so the travel would be another new thing uncomfortably thrust into her life. Back home she preferred to stay in one place, only traveling when work required it. She liked to have an apartment to come home to. Now she’d be living in a trailer. She huffed a little bit, shaking her head as if her inner monologue was as irritated as her expression suggested.
She froze in her tracks once she was about to pass the Management’s trailer. Henley shot a glare at it even though she’d considered the possibility that no one was looking back. She had to fight the urge to flip them off. While she was mad at them for interrupting the biggest gig of her life, she didn’t want them to be mad at her. If they really did have the power they were rumored to have, she didn’t want to be on their bad side. Who really knew what would happen to her then?