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Jenny Schecter (dont_f_withme) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-12 15:48:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 07, jenny schecter, location: theatre, sid jenkins

Day 7: Early Afternoon
Who: Jenny & Sid
What: Jenny wants a shower
When: Early Afternoon
Where: The Theater (to start)
Rating: R (when do we ever not have language?)
Status: Complete

Jenny stood in the doorway to the green room, leaning against the doorframe with her cheek against the jamb. She played idly with her hair, twirling one long dark tendril around her finger over and over again. Her expression was a bit dreamy but she was really thinking, struggling to decide. She'd been here a few days now and it was time for a shower or cleanliness of some sort. She'd heard that there had been a few things in the gas station but considering the snow was nearing the second story windows, she wasn't going out there by herself to fetch anything. That left asking someone to go with her and she wasn't sure about the other girls. She did not want to come across as being too helpless when she clearly was not. Still, Shannon's words flashed in her mind that this place was dangerous - and was it! - and she needed someone to protect her.

Watching the kid in the green room, her eyes followed the movement of his arms with each annoying slap of the ball he'd found against the wall or floor or the palm of his hand. Sid. She was actually contemplating asking this kid who was probably 10 years younger than her, even if he did hold the promise of some muscle beneath the layers, to help her go and get shower supplies. And then perhaps even accompany her to the shower so she wouldn't have to go alone. Why the fuck were there no other men in this theater when she needed them? Where had Logan gone after the failed rescue attempt when she'd ended up naked on stage with Leo? Where the fuck was Leo, for that matter?

Sid. She was stuck with Sid. And he was nice enough but she wasn't quite sure yet. Wasn't sure if it was even necessary for a shower now that she thought about it. She began to turn away and her dress caught on the bristled edge of the splintered doorframe. The small tear caused her to cuss. "Fucking fuck!" she hollered and glanced up quickly in a vain attempt to be sure he hadn't heard her. Of course he had, she'd been loud enough to wake the dead. The slapping of the ball had stopped and Jenny grimaced, trying to turn it into a sweet smile. "Sorry, um, my dress. I - would you come with me to the gas station?" she blurted out before she could stop herself.

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emo_underdog
2009-05-12 03:51 pm UTC (link)

Sid furrowed his brow just slightly, looking back at her in surprise. He hadn't really thought about that. He was the only bloke staying here. He supposed the reason he hadn't thought about it was because he'd been so wrapped up in his own head. And then she was touching his arm and leaning in. Sid blinked. "Er..." he stalled. Was she...flirting with him? Nobody ever flirted with Sid. Well, 'cept Chelle, but that was different. Sort of. "I dunno..." he said with a shrug, a small impish grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. Hot commodity might be a bit much, but he did suddenly feel a boost in his ego. Sid liked the idea of being needed. Liked it almost as much as the idea of being wanted.

Taking a deep breath, he sighed. "Only, we're snowed in," he pointed out. "I tried to open the door earlier, but the wind blew the snow up against it and it won't budge," he explained, offering an apologetic look. "What do you need?" he asked suddenly, then, picking up his coat and patting it down. "I've got...crisps...Pepsi, fags - er, cigarettes - Pixie Stix..." his voice trailed off and he looked back up at her expectantly. Sid had a lot of useless shit in his coat and he was willing to share if it meant not having to go out in the bloody snow, even if it was kind of flattering that she was asking him.

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dont_f_withme
2009-05-12 04:04 pm UTC (link)

Jenny's smile broadened and she gave Sid's forearm a friendly squeeze before releasing it. She knew if she poured it on too thickly he wouldn't believe a word of what she was saying and call bullshit on her. That was how men worked. They enjoyed the stroke of the ego but only so that it was believable. This was going to be delicate considering he didn't look like he completely believed her as it was.

Jenny arched a brow at him playfully. "I don't think you would ever have what I'm looking for in your pockets. You're a man."

Pausing, she thought for another moment. "Oh come on," she prodded airly, taking a step back to give him a mock stern expression, arms folding across her chest. "I'm sure you can figure some way for us to get out of here. There's a lot of junk in here. Maybe we could make some kind of slide or something and get out one of the upper story windows?"

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