sookiescookies (sookiescookies) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2014-06-22 23:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, ~sookie stackhouse |
Who: Sook and Ty
Where: Jogging
What: Random meeting
When: Monday morning
Rating: Low I think
Open: Only with good reason and ask first
Status: Ongoing
Dinner with Nigel and Hannibal had turned into a bad idea. It always was one to start with but she figured at least Hannibal couldn't get into her head anymore, not that she was finally surviving alone and happier with Nigel than she'd ever been alone. It was easy, simple, fun, with those magically charged moments she'd missed out on with Hannibal. So she'd taken a step back, her head clean and crisp of other people and their thoughts, her power recharging as her feet pounded the cement and rocks and sand and grass as she jogged miles around the island.
It was a habit of her job to put on pounds of weight, taste testing and sneaking cookies for lunch and running was the easiest way to burn it off. Sook wore yoga pants and a crop top, her skin glistening as she jogged a steady pace, just coming up to her first half lap of the island with the spire in sight. Her sunglasses were firmly in place and her hair pulled back as she ran to escape the torture of the island.