April 12, Abigail and toy(s) *smirks* Who?: Abigail and Open What?: Hunting/training/being BORED When?: Around 5 pm Where?: Outside, near the barns Rating?: PG Status? In Progress
For a change she could actually hear. It was hard to do much of anything without being able to hear. She hadn't even realized that she couldn't that first day, until she had tried to work out. Whoever the trick had been created by, Abby was pretty sure they were glad that they hadn't been found yet. She had wondered about pouncing on the managers/powers that be residing to see what in the hell was going on. Then again, she couldn't hear their explanation and would probably end up trying to kill them.
She wondered for a moment if she could have managed that. By the way Hannibal talked about them there would be no way for her to even get a hit in. Abby was rather skeptical of that. Not that it hadn't happened before, but everything she knew could be taken by surprise at some point in time. Especially if they had been missing senses like the rest of them had.
Now she was listening to her music. It blasted into her ears from the small buds in her ears. She kind of bounced to the beat, keeping time with her feet. She then broke out into a few moves, dancing here and there, but really...it was the way she trained. It made her heart beat faster, it made her sweat and it ultimately kept her toned. Of course the dance moves were broken here and there with a few high kicks, a few rolls, and a few other movements that were equally deadly if planted right.
Walking around the barn she, peeked, then sighed. It seemed as if no one was out and about for a stroll. Perhaps she could be taken by surprise. After all she was always on alert, but seeing as how her music was so loud in celebration of actually having her hearing back....she didn't hear everything. Especially outside a few feet in radius and anything lighter than a pen falling from someone's pocket.