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Jenny Schecter ([info]dont_f_withme) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-03 20:49:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, day 09, jack harkness, jenny schecter, location: museum, open, shannon rutherford

Day 9: Evening
Who: Jenny Schecter & Shannon Rutherford & OTA museum dwellers (quick tag posting only please)
What: Experimentation Slumber Party
When: Just after dark
Where: Museum
Rating: R (language, drugs, and other naughty things probably)
Status: Dropped

Jenny smiled widely as she sauntered up the steps to the museum front door in the pale twilight. She had, in her hand, a paper bag from the gas station. In it she'd managed to collect a few items for a fun time. Some of them she might not have normally brought or consumed, like the brick of pot and rolling papers that Sid had thankfully allowed her to have and taught her to use. Some of them were only for certain fun times like slumber parties with pot, like the munchies which were probably stale but would be delicious when they were both fiending for food.

This was going to be a seriously fun night. She hoped that she wouldn't fuck it up the way she had fucked up just about everything else she'd tried to do since she was tossed into the fray. As long as she kept her mind off her past and anything unhappy or scary, she should do fine. She could handle that, right? Besides this was Shannon. Shannon was cool and they shared enough in common that Shannon would probably understand if she slipped a little. She hoped.

With a deep breath, Jenny brushed her hand down the length of her slightly dirty tea dress, brushed the hair from her eyes and knocked on the door to the museum. She bounced a little on her heels with anticipation. She couldn't wait to get started.



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[info]dont_f_withme
2009-06-03 08:32 pm UTC (link)
When the knock didn't immediately produce any sort of movement on the other side of the door, Jenny felt her smile falter. She waited, antsy in the darkness of the front steps. She wasn't going to let herself think that this wasn't going to happen. She twisted around a bit, the bag swinging around her knees as she looked around at the world behind her. She couldn't see a whole lot but what she did see filled her with a sense of being small and helpless.

Tentatively, Jenny knocked on the door again and instantly she could hear all sorts of noise behind the door. She squeaked softly and jumped back, startled by the suddenness of it. Shannon must have barricaded herself in the way she had barricaded herself in the back room of the library last night so she could sleep. She couldn't blame the other girl. This place was enough to make the most sane person crazy.

Then a female voice asked who she was and Jenny smiled again. "It's me. It's Jenny!" she called back and bounced again with anticipation causing a waft of the brick of pot in her bag to filter up toward her nose. It made her sneeze and she giggled. "I brought the party. Can I come in?"

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