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Tweak says, "Kinky!"

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 11:10 pm UTC (link)

"Oh for the love of Grace Kelly," Jenny muttered and rolled her eyes. She'd reached the end of her patience but she wasn't pissed. Not yet at least. She just wasn't going to wait anymore because she wanted to go. She couldn't stand just sitting around and hoping something would happen. She made her own destiny and the world followed. That was how she'd managed to be producer of a film before the age of 30. And she'd already played the drama card. Look where that had gotten her! She'd ended up naked, on stage, with a strange man. So that was out. This was her last straw. The last hurrah. She flung open the window and looked down.

Sitting gingerly on the windowsill, she turned on her butt, sliding her legs out the window. The cold hit her immediately and she suddenly realized she had already been cold before getting this far. In fact, she'd been so focused on charming Sid into coming along with her that she hadn't noticed anything to do with cold until now. And now she was freezing. Teeth chattering, Jenny held onto the edge of the window frame and glanced back at Sid. "It would be nice if you came with but I will do it by myself if I have to. Just please get help if I appear to be dying."

With that, she blew a kiss over her shoulder at him and propelled herself out of the window. Only to land, three feet down, flat on her ass in snow beneath the window. "Fuck you, you fucking fuck!" she growled silently to herself.

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