Jessica is sharper than she looks. (bbfangs) wrote in incompletedata, @ 2017-09-25 17:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | repo: graverobber, true blood: jessica hamby |
Who: Graverobber and Jessica Hamby
What: Meeting on 'neutral' ground
Where: The meditation room
When: Jess's first night at the Institute, a couple hours before dawn
Rating: TBD
Finding the meditation room in this maze of buildings had gone as well as Jessica expected- not well at all. There were so many hallways, doors, and alcoves that lead to even more of all three- almost nobody occupying any of them at this hour. Nothing smelled familiar, so her nose wasn't much help. The fact that there were large screens playing footage of whatever horrible thing was going on didn't do her nerves any favors, either- but at least she found the place before the pull of the approaching dawn started to make her queasy and tired.
Finding her way back was a challenge that was at the front of her mind, even as she marveled in a small way at the Meditation room's design- without going in, just yet. Her toes peeked out of the blue velvet sandals she thought were cute right at the threshold; together with the blue jeans and the blue button-down it was a bit much, but preferable to the prison scrubs she remembered wearing last before waking up in the cage. As for the rest of this place, she was still trying to withhold judgement.
One thing at a time. One night at a time. One room at a time... starting with this one.
Before she had too much time to think about it, the sweet tang of human flicked on a few lights behind her eyes- not the stale aura that lingered in the halls, but someone with a heartbeat nearby. Jessica stifled the small twinge of anxiety in her chest, and looked in the direction of the source.