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checkingout2015-05-26 02:40 pm
missingbuttons) wrote in checkingout2015-05-26 02:40 pm
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Who: Coraline and You!
What: DISTRACTIONS.
Where: Most public areas around the lobby.
When: 5/21-5/28
Warnings: None, will change if necessary.
[As soon as the dreams started showing up on the network, Coraline stopped looking at the network. She'd already seen a couple, and she feels very strongly that she probably shouldn't have, despite her curiosity. So to keep herself from watching more, whether accidentally or on purpose, she's just... not checking the network anymore.
Instead, she's keeping herself occupied and distracted in the best ways a sixteen-year-old knows. She's exploring every nook and cranny yet again, until she knows the whole place like the back of her hand, and she can also be found doing things around the rest of the public areas:
The Fireplace: She's hanging out by the fire, with some stolen paper and a pen from the front desk, and she's trying to draw. She's not that good at it, but it's something to do. Sometimes she's copying the pictures from the encyclopedias that are there, sometimes drawing the fire, sometimes drawing things in the lobby.
When she gets bored of that, she's reading the encyclopedias.
When she's bored of that, she starts using the volumes to build a tower. No respect for literature.
The Screening Room: She's not paying attention to the movie. She's watched it enough already, she can probably recite it. In fact, she does, sometimes, sitting upside down in the chair with her head hanging down so her hair brushes the floor.
The Front Desk: She sits behind it, folding paper airplanes and tossing them through the lobby. She's also writing notes and drawing stupid cartoons that don't really mean anything, just whatever pops into her head.
The Ballroom: Cartwheels. That's all.
If someone stops and talks to her, she'll talk back. She's friendly, after all, and SO FREAKIN' BORED.]
What: DISTRACTIONS.
Where: Most public areas around the lobby.
When: 5/21-5/28
Warnings: None, will change if necessary.
[As soon as the dreams started showing up on the network, Coraline stopped looking at the network. She'd already seen a couple, and she feels very strongly that she probably shouldn't have, despite her curiosity. So to keep herself from watching more, whether accidentally or on purpose, she's just... not checking the network anymore.
Instead, she's keeping herself occupied and distracted in the best ways a sixteen-year-old knows. She's exploring every nook and cranny yet again, until she knows the whole place like the back of her hand, and she can also be found doing things around the rest of the public areas:
The Fireplace: She's hanging out by the fire, with some stolen paper and a pen from the front desk, and she's trying to draw. She's not that good at it, but it's something to do. Sometimes she's copying the pictures from the encyclopedias that are there, sometimes drawing the fire, sometimes drawing things in the lobby.
When she gets bored of that, she's reading the encyclopedias.
When she's bored of that, she starts using the volumes to build a tower. No respect for literature.
The Screening Room: She's not paying attention to the movie. She's watched it enough already, she can probably recite it. In fact, she does, sometimes, sitting upside down in the chair with her head hanging down so her hair brushes the floor.
The Front Desk: She sits behind it, folding paper airplanes and tossing them through the lobby. She's also writing notes and drawing stupid cartoons that don't really mean anything, just whatever pops into her head.
The Ballroom: Cartwheels. That's all.
If someone stops and talks to her, she'll talk back. She's friendly, after all, and SO FREAKIN' BORED.]
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[So many happy, wonderful times to look forward to, he's sure. He finishes off the second level a little sourly.] So, what, been here for long?
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[She makes a face.]
Way too long.
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[He thinks? Time is hard to keep track of between bouts of Hell fever.]
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[Another face.]
What's your name?
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Sam. [And - hell, what's the point? Can't really keep an alias in a place like this.] Sam Winchester.
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Coraline Jones. Nice to meet you.
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Ditto.