Sin Draven (poweroftouch) wrote in reality_dome, @ 2014-05-22 21:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | alexandra crowe, bailey kinlan, ~crimson moretti |
Cat-rescuing
Characters: Sin, Alex, also open to Bailey by means of location if you want
When: Tuesday night/Wednesday morning ~2:45am or so
Location: Cabin 6
Warnings/Rating: Language, possibly violence, tba
Summary: Sin goes to retrieve Ches and is not taking no for an answer.
Status: Ongoing
The water was getting deeper already. Part of it could be imagination, but Sin was fairly certain when she’d wandered through last night on her way to the keep that the water hadn’t come this high up on her boots. Probably meant it was only going to get deeper and she didn’t even want to think of how difficult it might be to swim through the darkness trying to keep a cat afloat with her while avoiding anything that might be lying-or swimming, really- in wait. Seeing in the dark was one thing, seeing through water in the dark with nothing but the light of the moon to help her was something else entirely. Shame, really, that she was going to have to bump her plans up a few days. Sin had really wanted to lure Alex into some false sense of security, make her think she really might be just letting this whole cat ordeal go right out the door and then catch her off guard. It would have been so much more fun to be able to toy with her. But planning and the dome never really had gone hand in hand. Instead of what she had been debating on for dinner, Sin stuck to something light- just a pack of poptarts. With all the psychical exertion she didn’t need anything weighing too much on her stomach beforehand. She slipped two more packs into her makeshift hoodie satchel of water and slipped back out into the night. She’d need to make a pit stop at her cabin first before heading to Alex’s so she might as well bring back something for later. Once Ches was home safe she could focus more on the rumbling in her stomach. The walk back was altogether uneventful, though it did seem somewhat calming. It was strange; Sin had never been a fan of being wet but something about all of the liquid in the dome made it seem almost easier to breathe. She was going to chalk that up to her hydrogenesis; made sense after all if April liked heat and Jake liked the cold for her to have a love/hate relationship with water. Once everything had been put into a proper place, water in the fridge, poptarts in the cabinet, more food tossed into Mitch’s bowl than normal in case Ches wasn’t being fed properly and would be starving after his transport, there was nothing left to do other than change into more glass friendly clothing –her skirt was great for staying out of the water at its current height but not so much for climbing through windows that weren’t going to exactly be opened for her, this wasn’t a moonlit trip to Dez’s after all- and watch the numbers of the clock as they slowly changed, marking it late into night when many would be asleep. It was time. Or it would have been if Sin hadn’t walked the wrong direction in the first place when she left. Rearranging everyone into different cabins was a bitch on that front. So by the time she was standing outside of Alex’s cabin, just to the side of one of the windows and against the building to stay out of view until she was ready, wrapping her arm tightly with her hoodie to prevent nicking something vital she was even more annoyed by this than she had been from the beginning. Sin slowly stepped in front of the window to the living area, Alex did have that ever-so-caring roommate and she didn’t want to wind up in his room by mistake when her issue was not with him, and after prying the screen out she took a quick bracing breath before slamming her left elbow back into the glass. Sharp little pain signals zipped up down through her wrist but by the sounds of things, it had only cracked and she was going to have to hit it again. This time she used her right hand to brace her fist against and threw it back again, the sound of glass clattering to the floor letting her know that it had been enough. Thankfully, because by the tingling in her fingers doing it again wasn’t going to have been the first option. She assumed something like this might happen so she used her non-dominant arm just in case. Probably why she’d had to hit it twice but that was the lesser of two evils. She moved quickly, pretty sure that had been bound to wake someone, swiping the glass out of the window frame and then pulling herself inside. Maybe she’d get lucky and the cat would be prowling around the kitchen or rushing to the living area itself to see what all the noise had been, even if it would have a human on its heels. |