|Penny Brisbois (fairmaiden) wrote in fairthreads,|
@ 2009-10-27 21:33:00
|Entry tags:||!incomplete, character: penelope brisbois, location: greenville, player: lisa, z-character: princess evangeline ravelai, z-player: eden|
Who: Penny and open to anyone!
What: Penny escapes!
While it had been a relief that whatever illness Penny had taken wasn't the Grey Death, it hadn't stopped Penny's mother from practically locking her into her bedroom. It was all well and good at first, when Penny was too sick to really care much about doing anything but sleep but after a few days, when her strength began to return, it got tiresome. Even after she was up and about the family home, Penelope the elder was not keen on letting her younger daughter out of her sight.
It stood to reason, Penny knew, that her mother would not easily let go of the one daughter she had left. Even her sickness, which, though it hit somewhat hard, was not life-threatening, had been cause enough for the mothering instincts to go into overdrive. With Genevieve gone (and in their mother's eyes, written off), whatever hopes and dreams Mrs. Brisbois had would be laid upon young Penny. In order for that to happen, Penny needed to make a full recovery.
Fortunately for all involved, recover she did. The problem was, she could not seem to escape her mother. The illness seemed to snap Mrs. Brisbois from the mood she had fallen in when Gen had married and she had spent an uncommon amount of time doting on her daughter. The attention was making Penny uncomfortable and, what's more, it was difficult for her to go and visit her friends in town if her mother hardly let her out of her sight!
The opening came unexpectedly when Mrs. Brisbois was called in to sort out some disaster in the kitchen. Penny wasn't sure what it was but she was certain that the opportunity wouldn't come again and she was determined to take it. Quickly, she raced to her rooms and changed into riding clothing. She slipped down to the stables using back passageways and managed to get out on her mare before her mother was the wiser.
The feel of the wind in her hair and the sun on her cheeks did wonders for Penny's mood. The air was crisp with autumn chill but not unpleasantly so. In fact, after so many days spent indoors, it was positively refreshing. Copper was eager to run, having not had the opportunity, and Penny let her have her head. After a good gallop, Penny reigned the mare in and guided her toward Greenville.
She was nervous, something she didn't expect, but it had been some time since her last visit and she wondered after her friends. Well, there was nothing to be done about that; the way things had been she wouldn't have even been able to get out a letter. All the same, she felt the familiar thrill as she rode into the village, knowing that something exciting might be ahead, knowing that she was, once again, doing things she shouldn't be.