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Post by Vitória Maki on Apr 21, 2017 2:03:36 GMT
 his was not Tori's brightest idea. Yes, the day was lovely and she had no official commitments after her work day had ended, but setting out alone on a nature trail one was only marginally familiar with in the early hours of the evening? Not exactly wise. Still, it wasn't as if she hadn't at least somewhat planned on this little excursion. After all, she had brought a change of clothes and shoes to work so she wouldn't have to go home to change. Her work clothes weren't constricting in any way, but they weren't ideal to exercise in. If she was lucky, and she had been, her girlfriend wouldn't wait around for her to finish office work. Happily for Vitória, the other woman did seem to have gone home after the days classes were over. With only a text telling her to be home soon, Tori was able to buck back a little. Just a very, very little. It wasn't that she hated the woman. It was just... getting complicated. With a sigh at her darkening thoughts, the dusky skinned woman picked up her pace a little, transitioning from a steady walk to a light jog, footsteps crunching on the gravel-strewn path. Her long hair, so often pinned up for work, was now a long, braided cable that lightly bounced against her back as she jogged. With a water bottle at her hip and her headphones in, Tori continued down the trail at a steady pace as if, perhaps if the ran far enough, she'd be able to escape for a little while. Thats all she needed; just a little while- a momentary escape from the thoughts wearing her down. Another surge of speed and she was at an even, ground-devouring lope. Finally she was beginning to push herself hard enough to be some distraction. If she ran fast and far enough she just might get a moment's peace before she had to turn around and go home. But while she was trying her best to ignore her heavy thoughts, Vitória also managed to miss the rapidly fading light. Sunset was still a little ways off but the sun had touched the horizon; now there were clouds gathering, blotting out the sun's last rays and obscuring the stars beginning to peak out through the atmosphere. tag: @open ━ notes: welp... |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2017 2:50:16 GMT
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Post by Vitória Maki on Apr 23, 2017 5:11:08 GMT
n spite of the beautiful evening, Vitória had yet to see another jogger out on the trails. Perhaps that wasn't all that unusual given that sunset was less than an hour off, but the lack of other people did cause a slight prickle of apprehension between her shoulder blades. If anything happened to her she would never hear the end of it. Her girlfriend wouldn't actually say "I told you so" but she would manage to make Tori feel bad about it. If she twisted her ankle or the like it would be a "You shouldn't have gone jogging alone" and "Why didn't you ask me to come with you?" If she was ambushed or assaulted it would be even worse. She wouldn't blame Tori for it, per se, but she most certainly would make her promise not to go alone next time so that she would have some protection or at least backup to dissuade any would-be attackers. With such thoughts in mind, it was no wonder the sound of increasingly close footfalls behind her gave Vitória a bit of a start. Her heart rate, already elevated a bit from the exercise, spiked with a surge of irrational fear before she turned her head enough to see who was coming up behind her. It was a young woman who looked a bit familiar. Was she from Aurora? Probably. It wasn't as if Tori would be likely to see her anywhere else. As her heart returned to its reasonable and steady beat, the older woman smiled at the young lady who had greeted her. She matched her pace to the girl's and tugged the earbud closest to her out of her ear and tucked it under to strap of her sports bra to keep it from bouncing around. "Hello," she replied, a bit awkward herself, truth be told. Now what did she say? Did people make smalltalk when exercising like this? What kind of smalltalk did one have with a teenager? Tori wasn't terribly far from her own teenage years but hopefully this young woman's were nothing like hers had been. tag: @angelica ━ notes: 👍🏽 |
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