When someone walks by its probably to a very peculiar sight. Jill is standing on the side of the street, apparently alone, but very unhappy. Or maybe unhappy isn't a strong enough word. She's currently kicking the crap out of a garbage can. Whatever that can did, it must've been really bad because there is no mercy! She gives it the toe of her boot until it rolls and rattles, then goes after it and gives it another kick so it flies into a wall.
"I'm sick of seeing you!" Damn thing! How many times is she going to walk by the same fucking garbage can on her way to getting anywhere! She's not used to having no sense of direction.
B - This Your House?
Finally! Jill thinks she's managed to actually get back to her apartment. Sure, the spires might look the same, but she's got a great sense of direction. Usually. The fact that it took her so long to get home is completely bizarre. Definitely not something a person with her extensive training should be going through. With a great sigh of relief, she opens the door and walks into the apartment, desperate for a shower and a long rest.
Or... she thought it was her apartment. Guess it was yours instead. There's a long pause and then Jill rubs her hand down over her eyes.
"Sorry. Wrong one. Again."
C - Closed to Curtis
Home. Or the place she calls home while she's stuck in this crazy underground town. Jill was exhausted when she walked through the door of her apartment. She'd been wandering all day just trying to get back here, and it's not the first place she walked in to along the way. After such a long day she was tired, her head hurt, and she was frustrated beyond belief. Never has she felt so disoriented and lost. But that's over now. Whatever is happening is impacting the whole city, so perhaps she should lay low until it passes or she gets her bearings. As a member of the city guard, she may have to go out again or report in if called; she knows that. But she won't do anyone any good in her current state.
The first thing she does is go to the fridge and grab a bite to eat. Something quick just for nourishment before she wanders into the bathroom. Striping down, she gets into the shower and lets the water fall over her, cleaning up and feeling a lot like her old self again. Once that's done, she staggers into the bedroom, pulls on her panties and the first clean shirt she can find and drops straight into bed. The last bit of strength she has is just enough to pull the sheet over her as she snuggles down into the pillow and falls right to sleep.
And that's where she is when Curtis gets home to find a woman has moved into his apartment.
Jill Valentine | OTA - will match format
When someone walks by its probably to a very peculiar sight. Jill is standing on the side of the street, apparently alone, but very unhappy. Or maybe unhappy isn't a strong enough word. She's currently kicking the crap out of a garbage can. Whatever that can did, it must've been really bad because there is no mercy! She gives it the toe of her boot until it rolls and rattles, then goes after it and gives it another kick so it flies into a wall.
"I'm sick of seeing you!" Damn thing! How many times is she going to walk by the same fucking garbage can on her way to getting anywhere! She's not used to having no sense of direction.
B - This Your House?
Finally! Jill thinks she's managed to actually get back to her apartment. Sure, the spires might look the same, but she's got a great sense of direction. Usually. The fact that it took her so long to get home is completely bizarre. Definitely not something a person with her extensive training should be going through. With a great sigh of relief, she opens the door and walks into the apartment, desperate for a shower and a long rest.
Or... she thought it was her apartment. Guess it was yours instead. There's a long pause and then Jill rubs her hand down over her eyes.
"Sorry. Wrong one. Again."
C - Closed to Curtis
Home. Or the place she calls home while she's stuck in this crazy underground town. Jill was exhausted when she walked through the door of her apartment. She'd been wandering all day just trying to get back here, and it's not the first place she walked in to along the way. After such a long day she was tired, her head hurt, and she was frustrated beyond belief. Never has she felt so disoriented and lost. But that's over now. Whatever is happening is impacting the whole city, so perhaps she should lay low until it passes or she gets her bearings. As a member of the city guard, she may have to go out again or report in if called; she knows that. But she won't do anyone any good in her current state.
The first thing she does is go to the fridge and grab a bite to eat. Something quick just for nourishment before she wanders into the bathroom. Striping down, she gets into the shower and lets the water fall over her, cleaning up and feeling a lot like her old self again. Once that's done, she staggers into the bedroom, pulls on her panties and the first clean shirt she can find and drops straight into bed. The last bit of strength she has is just enough to pull the sheet over her as she snuggles down into the pillow and falls right to sleep.
And that's where she is when Curtis gets home to find a woman has moved into his apartment.
D - Wildcard
Open to anything else!