knifeofsadness (knifeofsadness) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-06-06 22:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | abigail whistler, seeley booth |
Who: Abigail Whistler & Seeley Booth (open)
What: Exploring the city/looking for better accomodations
Where: Streets of L.A
When: Mid-afternoon
Rating: More than likely PG
Status: in progress
Once the sun had set Abigail had drifted right off to sleep, so tired that the nightmares she usually had didn't even form. She slept dreamlessly, unmoving through the morning and part of the afternoon. Her eyes cracked open and she groaned, a slight headache.
"Fuck... damn good thing we left that other bottle downstairs huh?"
She didn't even know if he was awake or not, but it wouldn't be the first time she had talked to herself. Slowly she forced herself out of the bed, wishing she had a toothbrush to get the icky morning taste out of her mouth. As she got her bearings she rolled her shoulders, cracking them as well as her neck before grabbing her weapons and reholstering them, clipping the silver object at her hip. The bow she waited for until they were actually leaving.
"Booth, you here?"
She wondered if maybe he'd taken off and hoped he hadn't, it was kinda nice having someone to talk to.