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Tweak says, "She turned me into a newt!"

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

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!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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dont_f_withme
2009-05-12 07:58 pm UTC (link)

Jenny mulled over this idea again as she watched him, waited for him to make up his mind. It was really a bad thing that Shannon had to be right about needing a partner. She would much rather have had one of the large guys Shannon had mentioned there were a LOT of here. How was it possible that the only one available to her was barely old enough to vote, let alone drink. He was skiddish and nervous and very reluctant to help her even though she was obviously pretty enough for him to be flattered she'd pay attention to him. This was bordering on annoying and she was thinking about giving it up to grab her journal and plead with one of the big men to come help her when he seemed to come around.

"Oh no," she said, gently rejecting his offer of his jacket with a very appreciative smile. She touched the hand holding out the jacket and give it a little push back toward him. "I couldn't take your jacket. I can't have a frozen protector, can I?" She smiled sweetly at him, tilting her head and backing away two steps to reach into the hall and pull out the mohair bolero she'd found. "I'll wear this and you'll figure out how to get us out of here."

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