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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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emo_underdog
2009-05-13 05:49 pm UTC (link)

Women were confusing. They really, really were. One minute, Sid was pretty sure that Jenny had wanted to clock him and now she was snuggling up against him and thanking him for having helped her to her feet. Granted, it was cold and that probably had a lot to do with her clinginess, but still...if she was really as upset with him as he'd thought she was, she'd probably have found another way to keep warm. ...like going back the fuck indoors.

And then she admitted that it was a dumb idea for them to have come out and it was Sid's turn to be frustrated, although he tried very hard not to show it. It wasn't her fault that she really needed feminine products. Although it is her bloody fault she couldn't be bothered to ask one of the other girls if they had anything first, he thought. Trek out in the snow for tampons, Sid. Oh, please, could I? Some things never fucking change...

Instead of replying with the "I told you so" that he felt was completely meritted, Sid just reached up with his free arm and scratched the back of his head. "Right," he agreed. "Come on, then, it's up the road this way, yeah?" he went on, nodding in the direction of the petrol station, according to the map. He'd found that the map had been at least as accurate as getting him from the petrol station to where he was currently, so obviously it was equally as accurate in the other direction.

Taking his arm out of her grasp, Sid put his arm around her shoulders, instead, unsure whether it'd be a welcome gesture or even if it would be at all helpful, but the way he was feeling right now, he almost didn't care, either way. If she wanted to push him away or deck him, fine; she could walk to the fucking petrol station alone. If, on the other hand, it was a welcome gesture, fine; it would be his good deed for the day.

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dont_f_withme
2009-05-14 12:00 am UTC (link)

Okay so maybe Sid wasn't exactly what Shannon had been talking about when she'd told Jenny there were a lot of big men here in Vas Captio who could protect and take care of her. So maybe Sid was a lot younger and reluctant and really really British. He hadn't given up on her. He was helping and she was very grateful. All thoughts of manipulating him had left her mind as he rose to the task and slid his arm around her shoulder to help her down the snow.

And since she was being honest and admitting things like the fact he'd been right to try to stop her, she decided to come clean with Sid. She hoped that even though they were already at least a quarter of the way down the tundra that was the side of the theater, he wouldn't drop her right there and then and hike back up into the building. She was so fucking restless and this was a lot more fun than she'd had in a very long time. Even if he was 10 years younger, he was interesting. Yes, at the very least he was interesting. Another male with an accent and a kind of chivalry. She had to admit she was fortunate.

"Sid, please try to find it within yourself, dig deep. I don't really need feminine products. I, well, ah. I need to take a shower. Get clean, you know?" she said softly, her face close to his ear, still trying to block out the snow and keep warm. She fought the desire to nuzzle her nose under his ear to see if he would forgive her purely for that but she was too cold and her nose was numb now. Worthless.

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