Cordelia Chase (ex_cordychas618) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-08-21 23:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | cordelia chase, open |
WHO: Cordelia Chase and OPEN
WHAT: Finally leaving her room. Going to the kitchen for something to eat.
WHEN: Mid-morning
WHERE: The Hyperion kitchen
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress
Tired of staring at the same four walls, and watching the same television shows, and staring at the same posts on the messages boards, Cordelia decided it was time to get something to eat. Not anyplace outside of the hotel - there was no way she was leaving on her own unless she absolutely had to - but at the kitchen on the main floor. So after throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a oversized t-shirt that looked nothing like something she would typically have worn before... everything had happened, the brunette left her room and made her way downstairs.
Not really in the mood to cross paths with anyone (or at least telling herself that was a case), she moved slowly. Stealthily. Each step she paused and listened for the sound of anyone nearby. As she neared the lobby she peered around the corner to make sure the coast was clear. And when she finally stepped off the stairwell and on the ground floor, Cordelia moved as quickly as she could without looking like she was fleeing, to her destination.
The only thing that would make this any cheesier would be if she had her own theme song, she realized distantly as she pressed her back against the door the moment she was safe inside the kitchen. It was empty too, thankfully, and she wasted no time in searching for something to eat that was quick to fix and would hold her over until much, much later. As she searched, she glanced periodically over her shoulder to make sure no one had spontaneously appeared behind her. With any luck, she'd get her food and get out of there before she encountered one of the hotel residents.
Unfortunately, Cordelia's luck hadn't been very good as of late.