ᴇʀɪᴄᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴍᴇɴ ʀᴇʏᴇs (itgotbetter) wrote in novellalogs, @ 2018-05-15 19:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | erica reyes |
|[ WHO ]| Erica Reyes | OPEN
|[ WHAT ]| Wandering About
|[ WHERE ]| Novella
|[ WHEN ]| Tuesday, May 15 | 5:00
|[ RATING ]| PG (Erica DOES have a mouth)
|[ STATUS ]| Open | In Progress
It was only a matter of time before Erica's curiosity got the better of her. Sure, she knew there were plenty of people here who would be all too happy to probably take her out of the equation, but it wasn't like she couldn't take care of herself. The only person she'd probably have trouble against would be Scott. No one else brokered enough power to go up against her. In her mind, she was perfectly safe wandering around the town this evening to see what kind of trouble she could get into. Trouble was like second nature for the blonde. It was something she enjoyed now that she was who (and what) she was. Not to much, but to little made her anxious. She liked to get out into the open and stir the pot a little. It was fun. Sure, she might just be seventeen, but she knew her way around. She'd watched when she was a normal human. Just because she never trusted herself (and was never invited) to partake of the shenanigans didn't mean she didn't take notice of the shenanigans. For the moment, there was no trouble to be caused. Mainly because Erica wasn't familiar enough with the territory and the people. Once she got that, though, it was on. She already knew one group that were easily ruffled by her. And she really didn't even have to do anything other than be present. That was pretty entertaining. Though, to be honest, she never really would have pegged - nope, scratch that. It kind of made sense in a demented, fucked up sort of way. After all, who stayed connected at the hip as much as the four of them did? It only made sense that they'd switch up partners eventually, she supposed. Running a hand through her blonde curls, Erica took in the scenery and the buildings around her. She'd walked through once before, but she'd really only been paying half attention. Now, she observed everything. If she was going to be forced to live here, then so be it. She needed to get up close and personal with her new home. Know all the nooks and crannies. Places she could disappear to in order to be alone should the need arise. |