Sam Caulfield won't be a damsel-in-distress (givemethechild) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2010-08-14 18:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | eames, sarah williams |
Who: Silas and Sam
What: Elevator shenanigans
Where: Hamartia
When: Sometime this week
Warnings: Swearing?
There were two things Sam was sure of when she got to Hamartia. One: she was auditioning for A Midsummer Night's Dream and she was going for Hermia, because like hell was she going to be automatically shoved in a shit role like Mustardseed. Two: she wasn't heading out of the building at night anymore. Not without a flashlight. The two had very little do with each other beyond taking up her mind as she headed in to the elevator. Sure, her imagination inviting ideas of creepers in Shakespearan clothes could have led to her screaming as she passed a moving trashcan, but the homeless man snoring behind it had dissuaded the idea enough. And maybe had pushed her to a run.
Still out of breath as she jabbed the button for the elevator, she also decided that she needed a new audition. Maybe something with a girl who didn't jump at a guy next to a trash can. If it was light out next, she'd go check on him. Her chin went up at that thought. That'd be good. Make sure the guy was alright. If not, tell Rorschach. He'd think of some way to deal with it. He was a hero and should know how to deal with...stupid stuff like that.
The elevator door opened and she moved in, leaning against the wall where the buttons were. There was a beat before she leaned back, poking her head out to see if anyone was coming. She didn't like shutting doors on people's noses. Not unless they deserved it.