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Kimberly Corman hearts nerds (cheatingdeath) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-09-20 23:10:00

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!active, connor temple, day 24, kimberly corman, location: clock tower

Day Twenty-Four, Morning
Who: Kimberly Corman and Connor Temple
What: Trying to find a payphone or, at the very least, civilization void of dangerous people
Where: The clock tower
When: Day 24, 8:30am
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

Kimberly had at least managed to escape the woods unscathed and without the intimidatingly-sized man, King, or the angry woman whose name she had failed to learn. There had to be a payphone somewhere. She'd call Thomas, or her dad, and someone would come pick her up and take her home. When she got there, she'd make her next move - the Stonybrook Institute. It was safer there. The padded room would be boring, but she'd be alive...and safe.

She'd come upon a building, however ramshackle it was and as much as the very idea of going inside made her nervous - bad idea, Kimberly, roof could cave in; could cut yourself on broken glass; break your neck trying to climb the stairs to find a phone... she thought to herself - but she moved carefully and slowly toward the door and into the main room. It was empty and looked uninhabited. There didn't seem to be anywhere a phone would be hooked up, even. "Hello?" she called out tentatively. Maybe if there was someone there, they'd know where she could go to find a phone.

Padding around the room in the socks from King's box, with her eyes on the floor to watch for any rusty nails, Kimberly shifted her own box underneath her arm and squinted in the darkness. King had said there were matches in the box and she could use light, she thought, but he'd also said the matches were wet, which was useless. Besides, Kimberly was terrified to light any of them, anyway. Fire hazard was bad enough, but with Kimberly's luck? She didn't really want to take the chance. "Anyone here?" she tried, pausing in her movement so that she could look up toward the stairs.

Taking a deep breath, Kimberly set her box on the floor and toed it open. She bent down and very carefully extracted the book inside and flipped through it. There seemed to be writing from all different hands. "Huh..." she thought aloud, picking up the pen gingerly and writing a small note. "Like anyone will see this," she muttered to herself, rolling her eyes and dropping both the book and the pen gently back into the box and toeing it shut again. She'd look at the other stuff later.

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cheatingdeath
2009-10-09 01:41 am UTC (link)

Kimberly smiled brightly and tipped her head just slightly, cheerful for the first time in weeks. "I've always got a point, smart guy. You'll learn," she teased. She winked when he asked whether anyone ever told her that she was smart. "I don't hear it from anyone other than my dad, but I know it's there. There's a way people look at you when you talk, sometimes, and you can just sort of tell that they know you know what the hell you're talking about. You're giving me that look right now, so I wouldn't have had to hear the words to know you thought so," she said honestly, shrugging. Then, she smiled again. "But thanks," she added.

When Connor moved toward the door, Kimberly very carefully followed in slow, deliberate steps. She was conscious of keeping her distance but not so much distance that he wouldn't be able to be a stand should she need to grab his shoulder or something to break a fall. "Thanks, I'd like to keep it that way, myself, to be honest," she replied sincerely, raising her eyebrows just slightly. She couldn't help the amused smirk that crossed her lips when he told her to stay close. It sounded like something Rory might've said if he'd ever gotten the chance. "Aye aye," she replied, following more closely, as instructed. "Onward ho."

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