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Tweak says, "Hey is Shaniqua there?Hell no!"

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

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!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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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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