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Eʟᴇɴᴀ Gɪʟʙᴇʀᴛ ([personal profile] forgetyourusedtobe) wrote2013-08-09 12:30 pm

Є007 spam//video

spam - racetrack.
[Elena wakes up early as she always does. She doesn't recognize the room she's in, but she has a vague sense that this is where she's supposed to be right now. So, she doesn't panic or start trying to find her parents or Jeremy. They'll come for her eventually, she's sure. And besides, Mommy always said that if she was ever lost to not panic. Instead, she just hops out of bed and starts looking for her diary. When she can't find it, she settles for an empty journal she finds after pawing around through the things in her room.]

[She lays on her bed, writing away for a while until she starts to get hungry for some breakfast. But before she heads to the mess hall, she's looking for Racetrack. The first place she thinks to look, is naturally Racetrack's room. She scampers off, barefoot and still in her PJs with her new diary and knocks impatiently and loudly on her door.]


Racetrack, wake up!

spam - open.
[Elena can be found all over the Barge. Usually she's sitting and keeping to herself with just her journal - even if she's decided to just plop down in a hallway - writing away and humming a made-up song. Sometimes she's drawing in her journal for parts of her stories because she's pretty certain she's going to write a lot of kid's books because she's such a great "drawerer" on top of being a writer. Sometimes she's just exploring and wandering - though still with her journal. She doesn't let it out of her sight ever and she won't let you hold it either. She's a little more wary of the adults than she is the other kids (you aren't supposed to talk to strangers, after all), but she still has a smile for everyone regardless.]

video.
[Elena's holding the communicator upside down, but doesn't seem to realize or possibly care all that much.]

Anybody know where I can get some chalk? I wanna play hopskotch.

((ooc: Elena is affected by the flood and is currently 7 years old. All responses will come from [personal profile] usedtobe!))
wedonot: (Why don't you understand?)

[personal profile] wedonot 2013-08-14 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Charles. I'll see you in a little bit.
usedtobe: (pic#6599784)

[personal profile] usedtobe 2013-08-14 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Elena will be sitting outside her room, occupying herself with her journal until Charles shows up.]
wedonot: (These keywords are laughably bad.)

[personal profile] wedonot 2013-08-14 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Charles doesn't know Elena well under normal circumstances, but he knows enough from what she's posted on the network to know that she's not exactly like the young woman she'd been during that breach, or like the young girl he's been talking to now. But that doesn't stop him from being willing to lend a hand, because as much as this flood is sort of overwhelming, he does like kids.

So he smiles brightly when he spots her and makes his way over without fuss or preamble.]
Ready to go?
usedtobe: (pic#6599794)

[personal profile] usedtobe 2013-08-15 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Elena looks up from her writing with a smile and nod. She feels like she should maybe know Charles a little, but she can't place why or how. It's about the only reason she's not entirely wary of him, at any rate.]

[She closes her journal and gets to her feet.]


Do you wanna play hopscotch, too?
wedonot: (Groovy is an excellent term.)

[personal profile] wedonot 2013-08-15 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I haven't played hopscotch in a very long time, [As in like, twenty years ago and that was like. Probably a couple decades before you ever even born, so.

It's definitely not a no, though.]
You'll probably have to explain all the rules to me again.
usedtobe: (pic#6599788)

[personal profile] usedtobe 2013-08-15 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
It's really easy. [She grins.] I bet you'll remember quick.
wedonot: (Rly.)

[personal profile] wedonot 2013-08-17 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Let's hope so. [He gestures down the hallway.] Shall we?
usedtobe: (pic#6599788)

[personal profile] usedtobe 2013-08-17 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods. Pulling the ribbon down, she saves her spot in her journal and closes it, sticking the pen under the latch. Standing, she dusts off.]