Time for sloppy seconds.
Characters: thedoegirl and theoldmagick, but open enough if you want in~
Setting/Location: Her snazzy new room!
Date & Time: Day 10, evening
Warnings: Potential wench eating? 8(
Summary: HANNIBAL'S ON THE PROWL.
To put it as one of her students would, this sucked.
This sucked, this sucked, this sucked! Why was it her luck that she'd managed to talk to the one crazy cannibalistic wench eater out of the whole Caravan? So much for being nice and sympathetic! Apparently that got people one way tickets to another person's dinner menu. She could almost hear the scary background music now. Oh, gosh, she wasn't meant to be an entree!
Emma bit her lip, pacing around. What was there to do? Yes, trapping yourself in a room almost always got someone killed in the movies, but what choice did she have? Going outside of the Caravan meant possibly getting eaten. Staying in the Caravan also meant possibly getting eaten. And she definitely had to come out at some point...
She held her head in her hands, sinking down into a chair. This. Sucked.
Setting/Location: Her snazzy new room!
Date & Time: Day 10, evening
Warnings: Potential wench eating? 8(
Summary: HANNIBAL'S ON THE PROWL.
To put it as one of her students would, this sucked.
This sucked, this sucked, this sucked! Why was it her luck that she'd managed to talk to the one crazy cannibalistic wench eater out of the whole Caravan? So much for being nice and sympathetic! Apparently that got people one way tickets to another person's dinner menu. She could almost hear the scary background music now. Oh, gosh, she wasn't meant to be an entree!
Emma bit her lip, pacing around. What was there to do? Yes, trapping yourself in a room almost always got someone killed in the movies, but what choice did she have? Going outside of the Caravan meant possibly getting eaten. Staying in the Caravan also meant possibly getting eaten. And she definitely had to come out at some point...
She held her head in her hands, sinking down into a chair. This. Sucked.