yet another kidnapping; [Another day, another crazy thing that happens. She's starting to get used to it. It's only because of that fact that Claire is calm upon arrival. She doesn't feel woozy for long, which enables her to take off at a run. She doesn't stop until she plows right into someone, the force of the impact causing her to recoil and fall flat on her backside. She hits the ground with an oomph, and blinks up at whoever didn't manage to get out of her way in time. She's covered in blood from head to toe, the majority of it focused around her head and the chest of her cheer uniform. She looks like she might be running away from someone maybe, but the expression on her face holds one of impatience. Like she was expecting the person she ran into to move out of her way even though she didn't notice them in the first place.]
I really wasn't expecting anyone else to be here. I'm not used to mass kidnappings. Usually it's just me by myself.
[Yeah, that's her apology for running into someone. Trying to explain why she's not expecting someone to be in her path.]
throwing vegetables; [Okay, so her first experience with robots isn't exactly pleasant. Maybe the fact she's running around in her still bloody cheerleader uniform has something to do with some of the things here shouting insults at her. She's washed her hair and looks perfectly fine except for her cheer uniform being a hot mess, so she's not sure what the deal is. She's even less sure why there's a taller one throwing food at her, but she isn't going to just stand there and take it.]
What, are you jealous or something?
[There's some insults shouted in her direction and she rolls her eyes, crouching to pick up one of the vegetables. It looks like it may splatter if she throws it hard enough, so she takes aim and throws it as hard as she possibly can. It doesn't hit her target at all, but instead a passerby, and Claire's eyes widen as she points at the person that's closest to her. She's totally about to get in trouble.]
bug ride from hell; [Most people wouldn't recklessly leap out of a carriage ride gone astray, but Claire isn't most people. She knows she'll be just fine in the end (or hopes so anyway), which is exactly why she takes an inventory of her fellow passengers and makes sure there aren't any kids around to save. Not seeing any, she stands up on wobbly legs and takes her leap. She lands in a heap on the ground, her arm twisted at an ugly angle.
Feeling a little dazed, she takes a moment to sit up before popping her arm back into place. She's in the middle of stumbling up to her feet and rubbing at the side of her now bloody head in the middle of a crowd that's gathered to watch the commotion.]
wildcard; [If you'd like to challenge Claire to a very misleading game of skittles, or would like to run into her somewhere on the Moira, choose your own adventure!]
Claire Bennet | Heroes
[Another day, another crazy thing that happens. She's starting to get used to it. It's only because of that fact that Claire is calm upon arrival. She doesn't feel woozy for long, which enables her to take off at a run. She doesn't stop until she plows right into someone, the force of the impact causing her to recoil and fall flat on her backside. She hits the ground with an oomph, and blinks up at whoever didn't manage to get out of her way in time. She's covered in blood from head to toe, the majority of it focused around her head and the chest of her cheer uniform. She looks like she might be running away from someone maybe, but the expression on her face holds one of impatience. Like she was expecting the person she ran into to move out of her way even though she didn't notice them in the first place.]
I really wasn't expecting anyone else to be here. I'm not used to mass kidnappings. Usually it's just me by myself.
[Yeah, that's her apology for running into someone. Trying to explain why she's not expecting someone to be in her path.]
throwing vegetables;
[Okay, so her first experience with robots isn't exactly pleasant. Maybe the fact she's running around in her still bloody cheerleader uniform has something to do with some of the things here shouting insults at her. She's washed her hair and looks perfectly fine except for her cheer uniform being a hot mess, so she's not sure what the deal is. She's even less sure why there's a taller one throwing food at her, but she isn't going to just stand there and take it.]
What, are you jealous or something?
[There's some insults shouted in her direction and she rolls her eyes, crouching to pick up one of the vegetables. It looks like it may splatter if she throws it hard enough, so she takes aim and throws it as hard as she possibly can. It doesn't hit her target at all, but instead a passerby, and Claire's eyes widen as she points at the person that's closest to her. She's totally about to get in trouble.]
bug ride from hell;
[Most people wouldn't recklessly leap out of a carriage ride gone astray, but Claire isn't most people. She knows she'll be just fine in the end (or hopes so anyway), which is exactly why she takes an inventory of her fellow passengers and makes sure there aren't any kids around to save. Not seeing any, she stands up on wobbly legs and takes her leap. She lands in a heap on the ground, her arm twisted at an ugly angle.
Feeling a little dazed, she takes a moment to sit up before popping her arm back into place. She's in the middle of stumbling up to her feet and rubbing at the side of her now bloody head in the middle of a crowd that's gathered to watch the commotion.]
wildcard;
[If you'd like to challenge Claire to a very misleading game of skittles, or would like to run into her somewhere on the Moira, choose your own adventure!]