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Jillian Valance (seeyouseeme) wrote in halcyon_halls,
@ 2008-08-09 23:45:00

Current mood:	calm
Entry tags:	jillian, simon

Week 15, Saturday
Who: Jillian and Simon
When: Saturday Late Afternoon
Where: Outdoors at the School
What: Wandering around outside

Jillian might have been exhausted, but it would have taken a lot more than sheer exhaustion to make her stay in her room longer than a good sleep cycle. She'd managed to sleep for sixteen straight hours after she'd gotten back from the beach. Taking a break for a bit of food, she fell back into bed for another fourteen hours and she'd still felt drained when she awoke, but she couldn't just lie in bed. No, it was driving her nuts staring at the ceiling, even if she was bone tired. She thought about seeing what Ita was up to, but she remembered that Ita was surfing today with Xander, who probably wasn't feeling tired in the slightest.

Jillian had made a lot of claims before about needing to be dragged out of her room, but it wasn't really the case at all. She needed to be dragged from her solitude more than anything else. So she pulled herself out of bed, took a long shower, and dressed. Throwing on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, she slipped on her sandals and made her way out of Zephir House.

Walking slowly, she padded down the pathway away from the school. Pausing, she looked at the landscape around her, trying to decide on where she wanted to go. Gardens? Forest? Beach? Did it matter? She just felt like walking. Getting out of bed. Heading off in a random direction, she walked, clearing her head of all thoughts until she was just walking and nothing else. Thankfully, she was tired enough that she couldn't make out a single outside thought. What was normally a rather annoying rumble of voices in her head was a pleasant buzz instead. So, clearly, exhaustion was a way to quiet up the voices. Who knew?

Winding her way down a path and then picking her way across the ground, disappearing into the trees, Jillian was so focused on walking and enjoying the scenery that she didn't realize that she relied so heavily on her powers to tell when someone was near. That being said, when someone came close, she didn't see them, and just kept moving, humming a little as she walked.

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simon_curtis
2008-08-10 08:10 pm UTC (link)

As a matter of fact, someone was walking towards Jillian. Unfortuantely for the both of them, neither could tell when the other was coming. Simon had woken up that morning and decided that he was going to learn how to walk on his hands. It was part of this new lifestyle he was determined to acquire. Every day he would learn something new. Yesterday, he'd learned that a lot of sailors would see sea cows and think they were meremaids. Oh, the things you can learn in children's books.

His hands were sore from his many attempts at wakling on them. Well, that and the random nature debris that littered the forest floor. He'd been having a lot of strange encounters on the beach, most of which included his being tripped over. Today he decided to scope out the forest. It looked quiet and peaceful, and the odds of someone stumbling over him were pretty slim.

Oh boy, was he wrong. Apparently the beach is not the only place a person can simply walk without thinking. While Simon took a few tentative steps on his palms, wobbling a bit to keep balance, his faded grey t-shirt slid down over his face obstructing any view he hoped to have. But there was no time for him to fix it- he was on a roll! Five steps already without falling over. That is, until he heard the humming. It was tough to stay still while on his hands, but if there were some kind of horrible thing awaiting him in the woods, Simon didn't want to make noise so as to make his presence known. His eyes strained to see through his nearly threadbare shirt. A figure was approaching- and it was humming!

He toppled over most ungracefully, shouting out "Holey crahp!" in his most unrestrained Alabama accent. When he was face up again, he saw a strikingly beautiful girl looking both content and oblivious. "My gohd," he panted, catching his breath, his shirt covered in forest litter and still halfway up his chest, "yew scared thuh heyl outta me!"

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seeyouseeme
2008-08-10 09:06 pm UTC (link)

Jillian might as well have had an iPod playing for all the attention she was paying. Unfortunately, unlike many kids, she wasn't able to afford such a luxury, so it was the music in her head that she was listening to instead of some trendy new toy. Not so bad, considering it only ran out of batteries when you did.

Looking up at the crash and the voice, Jillian jumped back, startled, and she reached up to put a hand on her chest as if to still her thundering heart. Her hazel eyes wide, she blinked down at the young man for a second before she walked over and reached down a hand, not thinking in the slightest that he might be dangerous or anything. She just wanted to help him up since it seemed she was the cause of his toppling over.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...I didn't see anyone." She winced a little and then laughed, rubbing her palm over the back of her neck. "I didn't expect anyone to be out here."