|Henley Reeves is no one's sidekick (needshandcuffs) wrote in carnaval_logs,|
@ 2013-11-06 23:37:00
|Entry tags:||!closed (15), !plot (25), henley reeves, peter vincent|
Who: Peter Vincent and Henley Reeves
What: Henley has been bitten by a zombie. She’s trying to keep it secret, but not doing such a good job.
When: Monday evening / the wee hours of Tuesday morning
Where: their trailer
One word that fit Henley perfectly was exhausted. She was emotionally drained from her brush with the zombie and drained from explaining it all to Elphaba. Henley still didn’t know what would happen to her. It was one of those situations where only time would tell. The dozens of zombie movies she’d seen in years prior weren’t helping, either. People always wound up bitten and then they either became zombies or some well-meaning hero offed them out of sympathy. She really didn’t want to die.
She trudged the rest of the way to the trailer, hoping that some rest would bring her optimism and a better idea of what was going to happen to her. Sighing, she eyed her very visible forearm. She’d wiped up the blood, but it still stuck out like a sore thumb. More than ever she wished she had a good pair of gloves with her that might cover the wound up.
Henley stepped inside the trailer, barely looking Peter in the eye. “Don’t go out there.” She grumbled. “It’s a mess.” As she walked to her bed she tried to almost side-step, hoping to keep her arm out of view. Her efforts made it even more obvious.