Wendy Berber: *she shivers a little,
frame having no meat on her to keep her warm in the slight chill. Her baggy
grandpa sweater is pulled closer around her as she shucks through wet grass,
trying not to stumble, a bit of a frown on her face as she considers how to get
into her house. she'd of course..locked her lockpicks INSIDE. along with her
money.. and her books. and her keys.. yep. a day in the life of wendy*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She makes her way
into Battery, whistling along as she does so. In a good mood...despite Joshua's
pissiness at the big ol' moon, she had a decent night. She takes a drag off her
cigarette, looking around as she starts to make her rounds.
Wendy Berber: *she pinches at her
fingertips, partially nervous habit, partially to keep feeling in them, a rub at
her nose as she sniffles.. she didn't want to call ingvar again.. maybe.. she
could call greigor? And then Rhya wouldn't be angry... but not bothered either..
she's not paying any attention to where she's going, busy puzzling out the
safest course of action*
Wendy Berber:
d10: ath inept: 9,3,7,
Wendy Berber: *a bit of a stumble over
her own slightly pigeon toed foot, but she stays up, shoulders hunched*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks over at
Wendy as she stumbles along, grinning a little. She alters course, heading in
her direction, offering the girl a smile. "Hey you, chick-a-poo. Wendy, right?"
Wendy Berber: *her head comes up suddenly and she looks around, magnified eyes landing on reyna and then dipping to the ground*.. Oh. um.. yes. yeah. thats me. uh... hi?
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She grins. "Heya.
Reyna, remember? We met in a cafe, briefly. S'up?"
Wendy Berber: *she nods, glasses flopping
a little on her too small nose as she does so. Ink blue Owl eyes blinking as she
curls into herself* um. yes miss. *its a long pause before she realizes she's
been asked a question and looks to the grass, blurting awkwardly* um.. I'm just
walking Mam.. um. thinking. *thinking of how you were going to explain to
your warder how you've gotten in trouble again, nerdoit. she scuffs her foot
in the grass and sniffs*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ooh. Whatcha thinkin' about?" She smirks a little bit, very much NOT unkindly. Double negatives rule. She starts walking alongside the woman, taking a drag off her cigarette.
Wendy Berber: *she cringes a little and
reddens, shuffling along, hands curled into her sweater for warmth* um.. i'm not
sure.. um.. if i should call my...um.. Mr. Urgahaldt? i um.. I locked myself out
of my house.. again.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Your Mr.
Urgahaldt?" She blinks. "Ingvar?" Yeah, like there's more then one Urgahaldt in
town. Still, you never know...
Wendy Berber: *she freezes in horror.
YOUR Mr. Urgahaldt?? An intake of breath. Oh dear gaia... she'd meant to
say my warder. OR mr. Urgahaldt.. not MY mr. Urgahaldt.. she swallows hard and
prays it goes unnoticed. stupid stupid stupid girl. gaia you were so
stupid*
Wendy Berber: *nope. not unnoticed. red
creep up her face and she cringes* um.. yes ma'am. um. My warder.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Shh...s'okay,
hon." She gives the girl a comforting smile. "I don't bite. Not unless your name
is Joshua, and it ain't."
Wendy Berber: Kay..um sorry. *the
teenager looks at the ground, nodding, burning red. oh gaia.. so
stupid*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Your warder, eh?"
She smiles to the girl...that explains the embarassment and wariness. "Well,
Wendy, you're in luck."
Wendy Berber: *a swallow. confusion, the
girl twisting her sweater into pointy wool tangles... she blinks twice and
pushes her glasses up, darting her eyes to Reyna a moment* Um.. I'm sorry.. I
don't understand..*her voice is small but precise.*
Wendy Berber: um. miss *she adds
carefully, looking down at her feet again respectfully*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I happen to be a
close, personal friend of Ingvar's, and also good with lock picks." She winks to
Wendy. "I'll getcha into your apartment."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((House))
Wendy Berber: *Oh god oh GOD.. she'd
said that in front of a friend of Rhya Urgahaldt too.. dear GOD Wendy go drown
yourself in the the Bay! Its right over there..just put everyone out of your
misery... Instead she ducks her head and nods, hair falling in her face as
she says* um.. thank you. I'm sorry. Thank you miss.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Don't apologize.
Y'ain't done nothin' wrong." She grins a little and shrugs. "So, which way we
headed, chica?"
Wendy Berber: oh um.. s-*she swallows
sorry and pinches her fingers, before pushing her glasses up the bridge of her
nose and giving the address* um.. its above a um.. a book store.. its in the um
the attic part.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Nice. You get to read free with that?" She gestures with her head, moving on toward the edge of the park, and the Bitchmobile.
Wendy Berber: oh.. um..no.. I still
have to buy my books if i want to read them mam. *she stumbles along, eyes on
the ground, shoulders caved in. If she tried any harder to dissappear into that
sweater, she may just implode and then pop out of existance.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "That sucks. Figure
it'd be an added perk." She looks over to her. "Y'know, you don't have to be
nervous around me. I'm not gonna hurt you. And I'm not gonna be mad because
you're nervous, either."
Wendy Berber: *she nods, forcing her shoulders back.. her chin up. that was cryptic for stop snivvling. her hair still hangs in her face, eyes magnified behind cokebottle cat eyed glasses. her hands curl and uncurl in her skirt at her sides* Um.. kay. sorry. *she nods a shaggy black mop of hair, and tries to smooth it to little result*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "You don't have to be sorry." She smiles to Wendy and moves up to the Bitchmobile. The passenger door is unlocked before she moves around to herside, unlocking and slipping in.
Wendy Berber: *ok. no more talking Nerdo. You're messing things up. as ususal. The Gangly kin waits until its obvious Reyna wants her in the bitchmobile befpre sliding in with a scrape of her knee on the door, and a clumsy seatbelt buckling. fast as she can. She dips her head and sits silent*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Might wanna cover your ears." She waits until the ears are covered, and then turns the ignition. The stereo blasts Zeppelin, but she turns it down quickly before she heads out, driving off toward the address Wendy gave her.
Wendy Berber: *wendy spends the majority of the short ride silent and sniffling, hands curling and uncurling in her ugly patched sweater. If she was one of Ingvar's he'd been shoppping in the discount bin. About midway there she breaks into a sneezing fit that doesn't let up, limbs flailing awkwardly*