excellent timing
Sep. 15th, 2015 10:09 pmEtta knows things aren't right in Siren Cove. She's been away a long time, but Mira's texts have been getting shorter, her voice tinged with worry when Etta had called her that morning. Something is wrong, and she'd recognised it as soon as the bus had pulled into town. Rain slid against the window as she peered out, nothing particularly unusual in itself, had it not been for the heavy grey settled over the skyline, the crackling of thunder that looked almost supernatural, the way the air felt wrong.
Her first thought had been to race home, to hug her parents and make sure they were okay. They embraced her happily, glad to see her home safe. A quick check into Mira's room let her know that she wasn't there, a fact Etta already knew. If Mira had been home, Etta would have been bowled over on the threshold. She knew she was getting home today, and she'd pictured the reunion in her head a thousand times over on her way, but everything is off kilter. So, she stows her bags, swaps out her sandals for boots, tugs on a jacket and heads back for the front door.
Etta's not normally the type for relaxing. She's always moving, rarely slowing, and so it's not all that unusual for her to be out the door as soon as she got in. She presses a quick kiss to her mother's cheek to appease her, grabs an umbrella and steps back outside into the wind.
ooc: quick intro post for etta, she's arriving in the middle of the storm that has genevieve down for the count. find her sloshing her way around town with her umbrella looking for her sister~
Her first thought had been to race home, to hug her parents and make sure they were okay. They embraced her happily, glad to see her home safe. A quick check into Mira's room let her know that she wasn't there, a fact Etta already knew. If Mira had been home, Etta would have been bowled over on the threshold. She knew she was getting home today, and she'd pictured the reunion in her head a thousand times over on her way, but everything is off kilter. So, she stows her bags, swaps out her sandals for boots, tugs on a jacket and heads back for the front door.
Etta's not normally the type for relaxing. She's always moving, rarely slowing, and so it's not all that unusual for her to be out the door as soon as she got in. She presses a quick kiss to her mother's cheek to appease her, grabs an umbrella and steps back outside into the wind.
ooc: quick intro post for etta, she's arriving in the middle of the storm that has genevieve down for the count. find her sloshing her way around town with her umbrella looking for her sister~
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CONTACT METHODS: Twitter is easiest @ilovearrows, email and hangouts are also a thing, contact if you require~
THREADJACKING: Any open/gathering posts are a free for all, just please don't jack closed posts.
SLOWTAGGING/BACKTAGGING: 100% okay i just might drop things if they're forever old, I will try to let you know though.
NSFW: yes
AVOIDED SUBJECTS: not really
PREFERRED GENDER PRONOUN: she/her
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