08-16-2013, 06:05 PM
There may come a day when Sid can quickly transport herself from here to there with a thought and a chance of universe-backlash, but that day is not today. Today is not really today, but night, and when she gets that last text from Sera there is no one around to see the way her mouth curves into a smile. She throws back the covers and rises and gets ready to grab her shoes, but no wait. Sid sleeps in an old t-shirt and an old pair of boxers. One of these she will not be wearing at Sera's house.
So she changes, quickly, into a pair of comfortable pajama pants that are a bit too warm for summer nights, but ah, oh well. A book bag is grabbed from the closet, and into that bag she tosses a clean set of clothes, because maybe eight o'clock will roll around and she'll decide to go to work, after all. She trusts that Sera will have shampoo and such, but grabs a few of her own toiletries from her bathroom before she finally closes and locks her basement bedroom door and heads out into the night.
It's a mostly straight shot from Sid's home to Sera's. Fifteen minutes in traffic, but there is no traffic this time of night. Still, what with gathering things for the briefest of possible sleepovers, it's closer to two forty-five when Sid's truck rumbles along the street where Sera lives. Parking isn't easy in this neighborhood at this time of night on a school/work night, but Sid manages to find a place to park her old truck.
Sera just might be able to hear Sid's footsteps on the path leading up to the house, she's not trying hard to be quiet. She might be able to hear when they stop at the door, not because Sid isn't sure if it's locked or if she should just walk in. She's been here a few times (Sera gave her a skateboard last time, which is currently resting one end on the floor of her truck's cab with the board resting against the seat, that day was almost literally Christmas in July for Sid), she knows she doesn't need to ring the bell and risk waking everyone up, she knows that she's expected by at least one inhabitant. But once inside, then what? She's only been in the kitchen and the back garden. She doesn't know where Sera is.
Slowly, quietly, she lets herself in and peers around inside. Then she steps inside, and if for some reason Sera or Hawksley or whomever isn't right there to greet her at two-fifty-something in the morning, Sid closes her eyes. She takes a breath. And she reaches out, and she senses....them. Sera and Hawksley. She follows the invisible trail that only she and people like her can sense and trail, until she comes to a door.
She knocks first, even if that door is open, or even merely ajar, but particularly if it's closed. Softly, and with the knuckle of her right hand, twice.
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niko @ 5:51PM
[Sid: Percept+aware, probably paranoid at 2:50am]
Roll: 7 d10 TN6 (2, 3, 5, 5, 5, 8, 8, 10) ( success x 3 ) Re-rolls: 1 VALID
Kenna @ 5:52PM
Witnessed!
So she changes, quickly, into a pair of comfortable pajama pants that are a bit too warm for summer nights, but ah, oh well. A book bag is grabbed from the closet, and into that bag she tosses a clean set of clothes, because maybe eight o'clock will roll around and she'll decide to go to work, after all. She trusts that Sera will have shampoo and such, but grabs a few of her own toiletries from her bathroom before she finally closes and locks her basement bedroom door and heads out into the night.
It's a mostly straight shot from Sid's home to Sera's. Fifteen minutes in traffic, but there is no traffic this time of night. Still, what with gathering things for the briefest of possible sleepovers, it's closer to two forty-five when Sid's truck rumbles along the street where Sera lives. Parking isn't easy in this neighborhood at this time of night on a school/work night, but Sid manages to find a place to park her old truck.
Sera just might be able to hear Sid's footsteps on the path leading up to the house, she's not trying hard to be quiet. She might be able to hear when they stop at the door, not because Sid isn't sure if it's locked or if she should just walk in. She's been here a few times (Sera gave her a skateboard last time, which is currently resting one end on the floor of her truck's cab with the board resting against the seat, that day was almost literally Christmas in July for Sid), she knows she doesn't need to ring the bell and risk waking everyone up, she knows that she's expected by at least one inhabitant. But once inside, then what? She's only been in the kitchen and the back garden. She doesn't know where Sera is.
Slowly, quietly, she lets herself in and peers around inside. Then she steps inside, and if for some reason Sera or Hawksley or whomever isn't right there to greet her at two-fifty-something in the morning, Sid closes her eyes. She takes a breath. And she reaches out, and she senses....them. Sera and Hawksley. She follows the invisible trail that only she and people like her can sense and trail, until she comes to a door.
She knocks first, even if that door is open, or even merely ajar, but particularly if it's closed. Softly, and with the knuckle of her right hand, twice.
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niko @ 5:51PM
[Sid: Percept+aware, probably paranoid at 2:50am]
Roll: 7 d10 TN6 (2, 3, 5, 5, 5, 8, 8, 10) ( success x 3 ) Re-rolls: 1 VALID
Kenna @ 5:52PM
Witnessed!