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Tweak says, "I don't care if I ever getback"

Jenny Schecter (dont_f_withme) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-08 10:57:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, !incomplete, day 06, experiment, jenny schecter, location: theatre, locke lamora

Day 6: Expirimentation
Who: Jenny Schecter & Locke Lamora
What: Day 6: Experiment
When: Early Afternoon
Where: The Theater, on stage
Rating: PG-13 (to be safe - language probably, non-sexual nudity)
Status: Active

Jenny felt so warm. Deliciously warm and she smiled even before she thought about opening her eyes. She wanted to burrow down beneath the covers even further and forget the entire nightmare she'd had of the glass cage and the strange people. She must have dozed in her trailer in between takes because she knew she'd already woken up this morning. She felt well-rested and comfortable, drowsy and perfect. Beautiful golden sunlight streamed across her face and she turned from her back to her side in a languorously fluid movement.

Then her fingertips grazed skin. She smiled and snuggled in closer. "Mmm, you stayed," she murmured to Nikki and realized that the two of them must not have gotten up at all today. She was surprised that Tina hadn't burst in blathering about responsibility. This was heavenly and Jenny was not about to give it up just yet. "What time is it?" she purred, her eyes fluttering open slowly to the sight of her blanket-covered sweetheart turned away, sleeping still. She smiled and leaned up slightly to kiss Nikki's neck to awaken her and then froze. "What. The. Fuck."

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richercleverer
2009-05-19 02:34 pm UTC (link)

"Ah, that sounds just about what I expected," Leo responded almost absently to her description of what she had found in the dressing rooms. There was a note of disappointment to be found but this was mostly because he had still been clinging to the thought that there just might be something really useful behind locked doors. Then again, things of actual use appeared to be doled out in careful packages in this cage - and stolen away in the silence of night as well so he realized that his optimism was pretty much unfounded.

As he carefully made his way down the dim hall, Leo silently prayed that the lock on the door she had mentioned wasn't too dedicated. He knew that he could probably shoulder it down without too much difficulty but if it did come to trying to pick the lock then he'd quite honestly be entirely out of luck without the aid of his tools. There was a small chance that he could improvise in some way or another but it would make his life much easier if that didn't become necessary - which meant that it probably would be necessary.

"Hm? Where were you -- ow," he muttered as he all but walked into the door to which he hadn't quite seen her point. To his credit, Leo recovered quickly and he held a hand against it as he took a few steps backward. "I'm going to try to shoulder it open so it might be best for you to stand back - provided that you can see well enough to find someplace to stand."

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dont_f_withme
2009-05-24 10:20 pm UTC (link)

Jenny listened to the sounds he made in the dark and wondered what he was thinking about. He was so quiet though that she had little to hear and more to wonder about than anything else. She was so far out of her depth here in this place. The midwest had been very claustrophobic and her life growing up as a Jewish girl had been even more so especially when she'd wanted to write instead of becoming something more "practical" like a doctor. But her tiny hands were not steady enough for the importance and her mind was too creative to want to be fixed into medicine. Then there had been LA and even the crazy rush and getting lost in it all was nothing compared to this place.

What was she supposed to do here? What was she supposed to do when they got behind the door and he found his clothes? He was going to leave her to herself and she knew it. Which would have been absolutely fine if it weren't for the fact that she knew she had no way back to the life she had led. And even the life she had led was nothing to be proud of now that she looked at it from an outsider's perspective. She'd really just taken one moment at a time with no real plan for tomorrow. Now that she had no idea what to think of for the next minute, let alone tomorrow, she could see that her life had been sigh a highwire act. She'd written about that before too without realizing just how important it had been a parallel to her real life on the whole.

"Oh, um, okay," she said in the darkness and tried to back away from the sound of his voice and the place to which she had pointed earlier. If he could shoulder open the door they were home free, weren't they? Even without the clothes they'd come in, they'd find something. She was sure of it. But then what? She frowned and huddled against the wall, feeling grateful for the darkness again because she was near frightened tears. "Be careful, okay?" she whispered.

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