It's Like Deja Vu All Over Again [Active/Closed]
Characters: Rayne, Anna, Lorenzo
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Early Night 5
Summary: Anna makes Rayne flashback. Rayne angsts in the silence of her mind.
Warnings: Uhhh, flashbacky Rayne?
Her motions were hurried, hands moving at a blur as they sorted through the kitchen cabinets and pantry. It wasn’t often she used her speed like this, but she was in a hurry, after all. She didn’t like the idea of leaving Namine alone at night, especially on nights like this, and Rayne only prayed that the barricades held up for the time it would take her to find the right sort and the right amount of food to bring back to the room.
The kitchen smelled of hot blood as the coffee pot brewed on the counter, next to a decent sized pile of cans and boxes full of food that didn’t have to be prepared to be eaten, with a backpack sort of bag on the floor at the foot of the counter to carry them all in. Rayne doubted she would be able to enjoy it as much as she usually would, or could, considering she would be drinking it fast, but speed was important for now. Hand twitching as she thought of the nurses in the hallway, with their weapons, her hands begin to move even faster as she picked the bag up and started moving things into it. Damn it, she should have never left the girl.
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Early Night 5
Summary: Anna makes Rayne flashback. Rayne angsts in the silence of her mind.
Warnings: Uhhh, flashbacky Rayne?
Her motions were hurried, hands moving at a blur as they sorted through the kitchen cabinets and pantry. It wasn’t often she used her speed like this, but she was in a hurry, after all. She didn’t like the idea of leaving Namine alone at night, especially on nights like this, and Rayne only prayed that the barricades held up for the time it would take her to find the right sort and the right amount of food to bring back to the room.
The kitchen smelled of hot blood as the coffee pot brewed on the counter, next to a decent sized pile of cans and boxes full of food that didn’t have to be prepared to be eaten, with a backpack sort of bag on the floor at the foot of the counter to carry them all in. Rayne doubted she would be able to enjoy it as much as she usually would, or could, considering she would be drinking it fast, but speed was important for now. Hand twitching as she thought of the nurses in the hallway, with their weapons, her hands begin to move even faster as she picked the bag up and started moving things into it. Damn it, she should have never left the girl.