Who: Raegan / Jon Snow
What: Memories Plot.
Where: A park.
Things to avoid: Nothing.
It was early enough that not many people were out, but Raegan didn't mind. She was sprawled out on her back, the grass warm and prickly against her shoulders, staring up at the lightening sky as Ghost nosed her arm in an attempt to get her to play. She'd brought a tennis ball for this very purpose, and she tossed it away without looking, while the dog ran off barking to retrieve it. She didn't know why she was out here instead of back at the Wynn, still in bed, but she'd always had a tendency to wander, and lately she'd been doing a lot of it. Yeah, she had vague goals of finding a proper job and doing things with her time, but right now she was tired, and all she wanted to do was this. The guy who'd killed Maren was still out there, and nobody was doing anything about it, not as far as she knew. She just wished she didn't feel so useless. Ghost returned with the ball and dropped it on her stomach, panting happily, and she sat up with a sigh, scratching behid his ears absently. She felt a little dizzy, sure but chalked it up to the sudden shift in balance and her lack of appetite as of late.
What: Memories Plot.
Where: A park.
Things to avoid: Nothing.
It was early enough that not many people were out, but Raegan didn't mind. She was sprawled out on her back, the grass warm and prickly against her shoulders, staring up at the lightening sky as Ghost nosed her arm in an attempt to get her to play. She'd brought a tennis ball for this very purpose, and she tossed it away without looking, while the dog ran off barking to retrieve it. She didn't know why she was out here instead of back at the Wynn, still in bed, but she'd always had a tendency to wander, and lately she'd been doing a lot of it. Yeah, she had vague goals of finding a proper job and doing things with her time, but right now she was tired, and all she wanted to do was this. The guy who'd killed Maren was still out there, and nobody was doing anything about it, not as far as she knew. She just wished she didn't feel so useless. Ghost returned with the ball and dropped it on her stomach, panting happily, and she sat up with a sigh, scratching behid his ears absently. She felt a little dizzy, sure but chalked it up to the sudden shift in balance and her lack of appetite as of late.