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Apr 19, 2011 15:08

[The camera is on, and filming a young man in a pair of shorts and a shirt on the beach. He's relaxing on the sand, a pair of sunglasses on. It's not remarkably warm, but it's warm enough for Kenny, who is smiling a little.]

You know I shouldn't be happy. I know I should be afraid, or at the very least cautious, but it's a nice day and there's no ticking, and it's warm enough to be here on the beach.

There are always moments of calm, and I think taking advantage of that is important. Because you never know what's coming next, right? I mean one minute, about a year ago, I was sleeping on the couch in a house that was mostly windows, curled around something I never thought I would sleep with, and now I'm here, and I've been here, and I've only been cursed twice.

But then the harpies came and I thought of all the myths they feature in, and I though of all the books that burned in the library, and then the weather got...not so bad, so I thought maybe I should just take the opportunity. I like the beach; it's sort of familiar.

I didn't think I would miss Los Angeles so much.

[ooc: open for action, if you like!]
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