Justice is best served anders
Who: abstinentzombie and 3wayforjustice [Closed]
When: Morning of November 5
It was official. Any time Doctor Kloe Bishop went to a party, everything went to hell. Granted, she'd only been to three parties in her life, but three was the magic number. She was officially turned off them for good. It'd been a nightmare to even go to the Halloween party in the first place and it just.. didn't work.
Oh, yeah, and she didn't like Halloween either. Fuck that.
So in an effort to go back to her... semi-normal abductee routine, Kloe had taken up early morning jogging again. She'd quit after the plague fiasco for safety reasons, but she honestly didn't care anymore. She didn't want to stay in her cell any longer than she had to, glowy blue freaks be damned. At least the weather was always nice. Despite the lack of sun.
Kloe had spent the last ten minutes or so taking a lap around the good ol' Keep before it was too bright. At least it was quiet.
When: Morning of November 5
It was official. Any time Doctor Kloe Bishop went to a party, everything went to hell. Granted, she'd only been to three parties in her life, but three was the magic number. She was officially turned off them for good. It'd been a nightmare to even go to the Halloween party in the first place and it just.. didn't work.
Oh, yeah, and she didn't like Halloween either. Fuck that.
So in an effort to go back to her... semi-normal abductee routine, Kloe had taken up early morning jogging again. She'd quit after the plague fiasco for safety reasons, but she honestly didn't care anymore. She didn't want to stay in her cell any longer than she had to, glowy blue freaks be damned. At least the weather was always nice. Despite the lack of sun.
Kloe had spent the last ten minutes or so taking a lap around the good ol' Keep before it was too bright. At least it was quiet.