Klara Prast (makeitgrow) wrote in oakdellic, @ 2017-07-04 11:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread/log, klara prast, natasha romanoff |
Who: klara and natasha
Where: the park
When: lunch time
What: plot! klara fell asleep
Status: on going
Warnings: none yet
One thing could be said about the Runaways, they were very good at avoiding adults. Klara was no exception to that rule. Her trust for the adults ran deep thanks to personal experiences. This distrust didn't stop her from wandering towards the park where she heard something going on. Peering out from behind a tree she watched people play and have fun. Her brows knitted together as she took in the whole sight. A party. She watched awhile longer before slipping into a group of people close to her age that were getting good. The trick was to blend in and act like she belonged. Her heart beat wildly in her chest as she got herself some food. Surely, at any moment, someone was going to yell at her. She normally only did this type of thing when she was with one of the other Runaways, but she was the only one here. She had to fend for herself! Her heart only stopped racing when she made it back to a tree that was far enough away from the festivities, all while clutching her plate of food like a prize. Klara sank down below the tree and started to eat the food. No one seemed to notice her and that was perfectly fine. Really, it was about the time she finished most of the food that a sudden wave of sleepiness filled her. She tried to fight against it, but the half eaten apple fell from her fingers as she leaned back against the tree. Lashes fluttered as her eyes began to close. Klara felt like she was being pulled into the darkness and had no way to fight the siren call. Soon enough she was sound asleep in a place she never would have fallen asleep of her own free will. She was unprotected, out in the open, and completely oblivious to what was going on around her. As she slept her lips turned down into the faintest of frowns as her dreams were filled with memories. |