Ravenhurst University

[[Who:]] Chevy Winchester

[[What:]] Leaning...and stuff.

[[Where:]] Just Outside the University

[[When:]] August 30th. 8:00am

[[Rating:]] PG-13

[[Status:]] Open

Waiting.

It was always about waiting with the two of them. She didn't like it, though she expected they didn't like her sassing back all that much either. Well fuck them. She was sick and tired of them laying low here or whatever they were doing. It was bull. She was getting restless. They had a goddamn place to live for god sake. When the hell did they ever live somewhere? They never lived anywhere for long if they ever lived somewhere so she didn't seem to mind as much. It still bothered her. She was used to wheels on the pavement, constantly on the go, never stopping for more that a day to rest. Now they were at a school. Now they were taking time off.

The answer at the end of the day was that she was bored, out of her mind, bored. She looked it too, leaning against the brick wall with her eyes following anyone passing by. She looked rather intimidating, people purposefully moving away from her to avoid her. She chomped down on the tooth pick with her arms crossed. Looking like an ill placed bouncer, the toothpick was dwindling as well as her patience. She looked at the bag beside her filled with all a hunter's needs, her fingers itching for them.