ben_skywalker (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ben_skywalker) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} makebelievecomm,@ 2011-03-25 19:41:00 |
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What: A walk!
Where: The castle and beyond!
Why: Because they want to walk. Nosey.
Rating: PG-13 for safety's sake?
Status: Ongoing and private.
Ben stretched his arms behind him, and cracked his neck to the side before stretching again and finally pulling out of his room. He rechecked the white shirt he was worn, straightening it out while he was at it. It was nothing all that spectacular, but it was comfortable for a walk. The long sleeves would be sufficient enough for any lowering temperatures there might be, and it went well with the jeans he'd managed to scrounge up since being here.
He had his lightsaber with him, as always, clipped securely to his belt along his waist. Feet began clipping the stairs as he quickly worked his way down them, running his fingers through his hair to keep it ruffled up as he liked it, and then hopped the last few to the ground beneath. At which point he began to make his way towards the courtyard, looking for the woman he was meant to meet up with.
He rubbed his hand at the stubble of beard he had growing, since being here, and was rather impressed by it. He liked it, and really? It would probably give his father a hernia, but maybe not? Who cared, though, he wasn't here. Might as well make the best of it, and if that meant a goatee? Go for it.