Elizabeth Hathaway (nocitiestolove) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2015-06-10 00:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2018 [06] june, elizabeth hathaway, sidney parry |
Who: Liz & Sid
Where: La Casa de Perry Bros
What: Drinks
When: Slightly backdated to not long after This!
If Liz was willing to speak and express more of her feelings as of late, it'd quite possibly be further variations of frustration at being stuck within the confines of the medical center, or complaints about being cold. She had already royally failed at trying to convince the people in resources to give her an extra blanket. And, truly, she tried all of them. One blonde seemed almost willing to, but had decided against it since the need to follow protocol these days was high. But that tended to happen during terrible and disgusting events.
But despite her feelings toward the current mess, Liz tried to shift her focus to other things. It was just too damn difficult when those blobs fell from the sky, or more people were getting sick or injured as a result of them. Even taking to poking and stabbing a blob with a small knife couldn't entertain her for long; especially considering she still didn't know if she was immune. And death by blob would be a lame way to go.
In a short dress and really worn cardigan, Liz headed over to the Perry brothers' rooms. She needed to do laundry again so she could layer. Although she was heading over to demand some of that whiskey Sid had clearly been holding out on her, she started to wonder if he could help her find another blanket in this place. For its size, you'd think that'd be an easier task.
When Sid answered the door after she knocked, Liz didn't say hello or smile at her friend. She rarely did. It wasn't that she was upset or had any ill feelings toward him or the day. Rather, Liz genuinely really liked Sid. He was her favorite person. But silence was just her way sometimes.
Instead, she nodded once at his greeting as she moved around him and into the room. She headed straight for his bed, elaborately plopping herself down onto it. She leaned back against the wall, crossed her legs and looked over at him. It was then that she finally tilted her head slightly as a corner of her mouth only slightly raised a little in her own form of a small smile. Despite her quiet nature, she knew she could trust Sid to understand her way of a hello and interest in his well-being.
"If I admit you smell nice will you share?"