Take Our Meals By the Pond [open]
Mar 28, 2010 18:22:38 GMT -5
Post by Keavy Sparrow on Mar 28, 2010 18:22:38 GMT -5
In this day and age, wireless electronic communications streamed through the air everywhere. Ten years ago, this would not have been as much of a problem. Twenty years ago, it would have been barely an issue. One hundred years ago, no one would have even known what "electronic transmissions" really meant or how they would eventually be used. Unfortunately for Keavy Sparrow, she lived in the here and now when and where they were everywhere. She couldn't go five feet without something to bother her. When her abilities were first blooming, she took aspirin all the time for the headaches. Now, she knew that even though it helped, it wasn't a good idea.
Of course, as she popped two aspirin into her mouth and washed them down with a bottle of water, Keavy decided that she could really care less for such nonsense.
Keavy sat cross-legged on a green and orange checked blanket, a woven basket lay beside her filled with all sorts of goodies like potato chips and pickles and sandwiches from ham to peanut butter that she'd taken from the cafeteria during lunch time because the day was too perfect and sunny to spend all her time inside. Outside there was sun that sparkled off the beautiful pond, shade provided by a large oak tree, and soft earth to eat on.
She screwed the lid back onto her water bottle and set it beside her knee, then, looking around for another person--anybody--to join her, Keavy took out two sandwiches: a peanut butter and strawberry jelly and a roast beef and salami out of the basket. She laid on on the ground on the other side of her basket and unwrapped the plastic protecting the peanut butter and jelly. Then, with a final glance around, Keavy began to munch on her sandwich contentedly. Someone would want to join her eventually. Someone not worried about something as silly as rudeness.
Really, what person would come out here with all this food if they weren't willing to share?
Of course, as she popped two aspirin into her mouth and washed them down with a bottle of water, Keavy decided that she could really care less for such nonsense.
Keavy sat cross-legged on a green and orange checked blanket, a woven basket lay beside her filled with all sorts of goodies like potato chips and pickles and sandwiches from ham to peanut butter that she'd taken from the cafeteria during lunch time because the day was too perfect and sunny to spend all her time inside. Outside there was sun that sparkled off the beautiful pond, shade provided by a large oak tree, and soft earth to eat on.
She screwed the lid back onto her water bottle and set it beside her knee, then, looking around for another person--anybody--to join her, Keavy took out two sandwiches: a peanut butter and strawberry jelly and a roast beef and salami out of the basket. She laid on on the ground on the other side of her basket and unwrapped the plastic protecting the peanut butter and jelly. Then, with a final glance around, Keavy began to munch on her sandwich contentedly. Someone would want to join her eventually. Someone not worried about something as silly as rudeness.
Really, what person would come out here with all this food if they weren't willing to share?