Heat of the Night [open]
Apr 19, 2011 16:33:09 GMT -5
Post by Annabelle Coronova on Apr 19, 2011 16:33:09 GMT -5
Bells looked at her watch: it was nearly nine o'clock at night. Her eyes flickered to her surroundings, and after finding herself nearly alone, she took a set on the small wood and iron bench conveniently located right next to the pond a wee bit off from campus. The grass appeared to be a shade of cornflower now, instead of the vibrant true green in the sunlight of deep noon. The sun had already set, as it was only April, after all. But still, the temperature seemed to be oblivious to the systematic movements of the earth, and decided to take its own path and strike up a fight with all of its inhabitants, making this day an abnormally hot one in the midst of fifty and sixty degree normalcy.
With small beads of sweat on her brow, Anna wiped them off with the back of her hand, looking into the cool, still water of the pond, accompanied by lilies and lily pads alike. She really was hot..not to mention thirsty. The water seemed to be drawing her in, and it wasn't until just before she would fall to her knees that she had been leaning so close to the water, as if in a trance, that she would nearly fall in. But with all of this clothing on, her shoulder bag and all of its compartments and items in it, there would be far too much risk going in with everything she had on. Perhaps she'd just dangle her feet in, just for a while.
Rolling up her skinnies to mid-calf, swinging off her shoulder bag, and scooting on over towards the pond, Anna dipped one foot in after the other, the cool water both shocking and refreshing at the same time. It was too cold -with an exception for today- for the fish to be out, so the only thing her feet could feel was the algae and roots of the floating flowers. She kicked her feet underwater, looking at how pale her skin seemed to be, even more than she was used to. Her legs looked like the flesh of death, which slightly disheartened her, but she tried to think of other matters. Anna rolled up the sleeves of her sweatshirt to elbow-length, rubbed her hands together, and looked around. Now from what she could see, there wasn't a peson in sight. You know, no one would notice if you went for a dip...there's no one around, you'd be perfectly safe. Her head was whispering daring ideas into her head, something she'd somewhat grown accustomed to, but rarely ever actually went through with. That would be far too dangerous! What if someone did come along, and they saw her all nekkid? It wasn't like back at home where you'd be fine doing that, what with all the free space they had, surrounded by nature and everything. Sure, Hammel had quite a bit of nature, but not some of which that would be used for flashing the public.
She was indeed self-conscious. Not that she thought her body disagreeable, but she'd just rather keep all that private and sealed away. She was so used to covering all her skin up, so that no one could touch her skin, and vice versa. It was frustrating, and she was sure that it would become even more so when the weather started to heat up, and the humidity would rise to a near 90% as it usually did up here. It would be miserable. Why not prepare yourself now for the hot weather? Cool off while you still can. Perhaps everyone was enjoying dinner inside already. She could possibly be the last one around...
Alright, she would sort of do it. Certainly not go all in, especially when she had no gaurentee that she would be the only one out here for the rest of the evening..but she'd strip down a bit, splash herself with water, you know, the whole cooling off ordeal. She removed her bulky red sweatshirt, revealing a small body in a camisole. Suddenly the temperatures seemed to be alright, if not for the humidity heavy in the air. She wasn't going to take her pants off, no way, but she could take off her gloves... Gloves in April, you may ask, yes, gloves in April. She hadn't quite figured out how to wear them and not look like too much of a freak, but then again, she'd look much more like one when she phased into someone's history and deep dark secrets. Gloves it would be, until she could get her issues under control. But in this sort of situation, who would be there to touch, to run into? From the likes of it, no one would be, so taking them off for a short while wouldn't be that bad.
Anna splashed some water on her arms, which seemed fine for a while, until the longing to go for a short dip seemed to be calling her name once more. It wouldn't be dangerous, she knew that. And she was fully covered. One might ask what she had been doing if she came back to the dormitories soaking wet...but she could deal with that. One little slip in the water couldn't hurt, could it?
With small beads of sweat on her brow, Anna wiped them off with the back of her hand, looking into the cool, still water of the pond, accompanied by lilies and lily pads alike. She really was hot..not to mention thirsty. The water seemed to be drawing her in, and it wasn't until just before she would fall to her knees that she had been leaning so close to the water, as if in a trance, that she would nearly fall in. But with all of this clothing on, her shoulder bag and all of its compartments and items in it, there would be far too much risk going in with everything she had on. Perhaps she'd just dangle her feet in, just for a while.
Rolling up her skinnies to mid-calf, swinging off her shoulder bag, and scooting on over towards the pond, Anna dipped one foot in after the other, the cool water both shocking and refreshing at the same time. It was too cold -with an exception for today- for the fish to be out, so the only thing her feet could feel was the algae and roots of the floating flowers. She kicked her feet underwater, looking at how pale her skin seemed to be, even more than she was used to. Her legs looked like the flesh of death, which slightly disheartened her, but she tried to think of other matters. Anna rolled up the sleeves of her sweatshirt to elbow-length, rubbed her hands together, and looked around. Now from what she could see, there wasn't a peson in sight. You know, no one would notice if you went for a dip...there's no one around, you'd be perfectly safe. Her head was whispering daring ideas into her head, something she'd somewhat grown accustomed to, but rarely ever actually went through with. That would be far too dangerous! What if someone did come along, and they saw her all nekkid? It wasn't like back at home where you'd be fine doing that, what with all the free space they had, surrounded by nature and everything. Sure, Hammel had quite a bit of nature, but not some of which that would be used for flashing the public.
She was indeed self-conscious. Not that she thought her body disagreeable, but she'd just rather keep all that private and sealed away. She was so used to covering all her skin up, so that no one could touch her skin, and vice versa. It was frustrating, and she was sure that it would become even more so when the weather started to heat up, and the humidity would rise to a near 90% as it usually did up here. It would be miserable. Why not prepare yourself now for the hot weather? Cool off while you still can. Perhaps everyone was enjoying dinner inside already. She could possibly be the last one around...
Alright, she would sort of do it. Certainly not go all in, especially when she had no gaurentee that she would be the only one out here for the rest of the evening..but she'd strip down a bit, splash herself with water, you know, the whole cooling off ordeal. She removed her bulky red sweatshirt, revealing a small body in a camisole. Suddenly the temperatures seemed to be alright, if not for the humidity heavy in the air. She wasn't going to take her pants off, no way, but she could take off her gloves... Gloves in April, you may ask, yes, gloves in April. She hadn't quite figured out how to wear them and not look like too much of a freak, but then again, she'd look much more like one when she phased into someone's history and deep dark secrets. Gloves it would be, until she could get her issues under control. But in this sort of situation, who would be there to touch, to run into? From the likes of it, no one would be, so taking them off for a short while wouldn't be that bad.
Anna splashed some water on her arms, which seemed fine for a while, until the longing to go for a short dip seemed to be calling her name once more. It wouldn't be dangerous, she knew that. And she was fully covered. One might ask what she had been doing if she came back to the dormitories soaking wet...but she could deal with that. One little slip in the water couldn't hurt, could it?
