rues: (erase myself and let go)
ᴄʟᴀʀɪssᴇ ʟᴀ ʀᴜᴇ ◘ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀʀᴇs ([personal profile] rues) wrote in [community profile] divided 2014-04-05 07:40 pm (UTC)

[ it's a little strange walking behind luke, close enough to follow, but far enough behind him that she doesn't feel like she's being escorted. she certainly wouldn't want to walk next to him and give any passersby ideas — just in case one of them happens to be someone she knows. if she can run into luke like this, someone else from camp is bound to run into them eventually. (maybe she's a little paranoid it might be chris.)

she mostly keeps her gaze held high, keeping an eye on luke in front of her (though sometimes her eyes wander to his lower back, the way his hips move as he walks, with legs long enough to rival her own), but also sending threatening glares to anyone who tries to look at her funny. street harassment usually isn't an issue with her because she usually looks like a boy, but today she's gotten catcalled at least twice. it isn't something she'd accustomed to dealing with, so when it happens again, she glowers at the boy in question and her fist makes a detour into his face. she grabs him by his collar and shoves him into the nearest wall. ]


You feelin' lucky, punk?

[ he whimpers like a scared puppy and shakes his head, attempting to shrink himself out of her grip. she sneers at him and shoves him once more before releasing him to run off like the coward he is. she doesn't have time for this shit today. ]

Didn't think so.

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