Audrey Devine (indelicate_) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2017-10-02 11:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 093, audrey, daphne |
Who: Daphne and Audrey
When: 5:00 am
Where: Their new, tiny home, duh
Were it not for Audrey's long-honed environmental awareness and instincts, she might not have realized anything wrong at first. But she was a woman who was highly aware of any tiny changes in her surroundings, and she knew the bed and her clothing were wrong before she even opened her eyes. She was instantly alert, though she didn't move or give any other sign that she was awake, and she spent a long moment listening - nothing, save the faint rustling above her that was... another person? Bunk beds.
Deeming it safe enough, she finally opened her eyes and sat up in one quick move, taking stock of the situation with alert caution. A prison cell. Charming. And she had the costume to match. She rolled off the bunk and stood, where she could see Daphne in the top bunk. "Good morning, sunshine," she greeted the other woman, and tried the door. Locked. Bending, she tried to get a look at the lock and sighed. Unfortunately realistic. Not something she could pick with a pair of hair pins, were there any to be even found.
"So," she said, leaning casually against the door. "What are you in for?"