Ryan Nathaniel Pierce (insheepsclothes) wrote in rrinitiative, @ 2012-08-22 23:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | day two, ryan, ryan and wren, wren |
The start of everything again...
Characters: Ryan and Wren
Location: hallway on Level 2
Warning: With Ryan, there's possibly going to be language at times, if only in his thoughts, just sayin'.
Ryan had caught up on his sleep when he'd be turned loose here. He didn't know what was in store for him, but he was generally unconcerned. Certainly he didn't like the fact that wherever he was, he was going to have to start all over again from scratch. It was inconvenient and bothersome and would take a lot of effort, but he'd done it before and he would do it again.
He got up, stretching languidly, and explored his closet, pleased to find a selection of clothes much to his liking, and even better, a cowboy hat in the top of the closet. His lips curved into a smirk as he set it on the bed and started shedding his prison jumpsuit, leaving it on the floor and padding naked into his private bathroom for a long, hot shower. It was, perhaps, not the same sort of fun without others there, but privacy had a joy all its own.
Finally he sat down at the flashing computer in just his towel, having ignored it thus far, and read the message and started looking through journal entries.
Oh, how wonderful, he thought as he realized there were women here too. His blood warmed and his cock stirred below his towel, though he knew he had to bide his time until he knew just what was going on around here. But mmm, women. There was nothing like a woman. He typed out a short, friendly message and posted it before going to put on his jeans and a nice shirt, going to the mirror and rubbing his jaw to make sure the shave was perfect before finishing it all off with the hat. There, that was a good first image to go out with, he thought, grinning slowly into the mirror.
He left his room, noting the number and locking it, slipping the key into his pocket. Simple lock, though he rather thought he could learn to pick it. Good to know. He headed off, looking around to see the lay of the land.