[open] porches - not just for windchimes anymore
Things hadn't exactly calmed down in the barracks, but Ruby was tired of being the one that snuck in and out of the place. She'd toured the woods, she'd slipped into the shadows, and now she was just plain old bored.
Being not-exactly ignored wasn't exactly fun. The most important thing was that she had something to do in this place and now she was just trying to look as if she was interesting enough to get people to come talk to her. Of course, she was just looking to hook in one particular blond, but honestly, if she got to know the neighbors, there was no harm in that either.
Dragging a chair from the cabin out onto the makeshift porch of the place, which to be honest was just a few planks short of a death-trap, she took a seat and opted to people watch. Most people seemed to mind their own business, but there were a few that glanced her way. She'd smile, try to be polite, try not to make them think poorly of her, but even if they did - even if Castiel had warned them of her, at least she wouldn't have to worry about being annoyed by the little people.
[ooc: open to anyone that wants to wander up to Ruby and chat with her and this is backdated to late Friday evening 10-08]