Insomnia seemed to be gripping at her. She didn't even know why she slept at all some times. Heavy eyes and a slow stride were her friends tonight it seemed. Her head dipped low as she meandered around the corner. Seems the last time she was in this area was when she had brought food to the boys. She didn't have food, but she did bring two twenty four packs of Badsider Brew.
Her hair was pulled back in a loose braid. She knew it was late/ early. Hell it was five in the morning! But she figured someone would be up at this damned hour, or just going to bed. Perhaps she could find out a few things while she was here.. Perhaps meet up with more of the brothers... Who knew?
Things had changed in her a lot since her last visit. Then she was full of magic and afraid of her own shadow. Now she was sealed from her magic and afraid of everyone else's shadow except her own. Turning on her tennies she stopped before the gates and gave a blank stare towards the guard house. It wasn't exactly warm either. She didn't know what to call this weather.... Raining one moment and then not another moment.
If anyone was looking out their window right now all they'd see was a shadowed figure carrying two big boxes wrapped up in plastic. Wearing a tank top and sweat pants... made from the same fabric as a kilt. Her hair was getting matted and extreamly wet at this point. Common there had to be an insomniac among one of the Pi Boys.
Oh the mistery.... For now she'd just fight that growing tired strain and focus on finding a Pi Boy who she either knew or thought she was pretty enough to let in.... Hell she didn't even care if he was drunk at this point! She was getting cold!
Her hair was pulled back in a loose braid. She knew it was late/ early. Hell it was five in the morning! But she figured someone would be up at this damned hour, or just going to bed. Perhaps she could find out a few things while she was here.. Perhaps meet up with more of the brothers... Who knew?
Things had changed in her a lot since her last visit. Then she was full of magic and afraid of her own shadow. Now she was sealed from her magic and afraid of everyone else's shadow except her own. Turning on her tennies she stopped before the gates and gave a blank stare towards the guard house. It wasn't exactly warm either. She didn't know what to call this weather.... Raining one moment and then not another moment.
If anyone was looking out their window right now all they'd see was a shadowed figure carrying two big boxes wrapped up in plastic. Wearing a tank top and sweat pants... made from the same fabric as a kilt. Her hair was getting matted and extreamly wet at this point. Common there had to be an insomniac among one of the Pi Boys.
Oh the mistery.... For now she'd just fight that growing tired strain and focus on finding a Pi Boy who she either knew or thought she was pretty enough to let in.... Hell she didn't even care if he was drunk at this point! She was getting cold!