Freakshow, betch. (![]() ![]() @ 2011-02-04 02:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | jimmy_proudstar, kevin_allen |
Who: Freakshow and Jimmy
What: Training Aftermath
Where: Jimmy's Room
When: Monday, after the training thread
Warnings: N/a
Status: Complete
Freakshow practically fled to Jimmy's trailer once he was freed from the standard "return policy" for those who left the colony. He had no reason to go to his room, and honestly wasn't sure he wanted to deal with the questions he knew would come from others in his age group, especially considering they all lived in the same area of the main house. He was still a bit rattled, wired, and dazed by the whole thing. Jimmy knew what it was like. Jimmy had experience. Jimmy handled it well-enough, right? And Jimmy was Jimmy. There was little reason beyond that the blond felt he needed just to feel justified.
It was strange staying in unaltered human form for an extended period of time considering how much shifting he'd done through the whole day. He was glad for it for once, happy to just be Kevin Allen for a little while, as if that separated him from the person who had been on the other side of the wall all day.
He knew the way to Jimmy's trailer like the back of his hand, and probably could have navigated the distance with his eyes closed if pressured to do so. He knocked on the door and took a step back for the door to eventually open, bouncing a bit on his heals in the snow, the thick hoodie doing little in the way of protecting him from the cold wind kicking up flakes along his legs.