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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]ballerinadreams
2009-06-03 08:41 pm UTC (link)
Tossing the two-by-four to the side at the sound of a female voice announcing that Jenny was the person on the other side of the door, Shannon smiled. "Bless you," she called back through the wood before pulling the door open and taking a step back, sweeping her hand to the side to gesture Jenny in. "I'm Shannon. It's nice to meet you in person," she chirped.

Today was probably the best day she'd had in months. Even on the Island, she hadn't had the pleasure of, well, the morning she'd had, a comfortable jog, a nice, long, warm shower, and now a little bit of fun promised by spending a night with a girl. Shannon hadn't had an overnight with a female friend since high school. It was a little weird that she hadn't met Jenny in person before this, but she brushed that away fairly quickly. Considering their current circumstance, Shannon had experienced stranger things.

Jenny wasn't kidding when she said she was tiny. Shannon took in her form and immediately thought to herself what a fantastic gymnast or ballerina Jenny could be based solely on her body type. And she was pretty, which, as much as Shannon hated to admit it, was kind of a big deal so far as Shannon was concerned when it came to the company she kept. Shallow and immature, yeah, but Shannon didn't surround herself with ugly people; she just didn't.

"Welcome to my humble abode," she joked in addition, as, well...the museum was nothing to be proud of, that was for sure. Other than the fact that it housed a lot of good looking, nice, protective men, it was kind of a joke.

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[info]dont_f_withme
2009-06-03 08:57 pm UTC (link)
"Thank you!" Jenny called and giggled again. Was it possible to get a contact high from pot that isn't being smoked yet? She didn't know but she felt giddy with excitement. She was fidgeting with the paper bag and swaying her skirt back and forth as she waited for the door to be opened for her. The last time she'd been this excited for something it had been the first night Nikki decided to spend the night. This was an entirely different situation, she knew, but it was no less exciting for her.

As soon as she saw Shannon though her smile faded. Not in a bad way. Jenny was just sort of in awe of the girl on the other side of the door. Tall and slender, the blonde lived up to Jenny's idea of a ballerina. She was very pretty and Jenny felt a little twinge of something she was not going to think about. She pushed it to the back her mind and smiled again.

"Hey, thanks. I can't tell you how happy I am to finally be spending the night with people instead of by myself somewhere. I feel sort of at peace now." She giggled at herself and looked slightly apologetic at her silliness. Because she felt silly for feeling as grateful as she did to Shannon for allowing her to come over. Even if it was probably only for one night.

Holding up the bag in her arms, Jenny stepped through into the museum. "Here are the, well, party supplies," she said conspiratorially and giggled again.

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