Beatrice was running. She liked running, really. It was one of her favorite physical activities. There was no thought involved, no strategy, just the bump-bump of her feet hitting the rough, uneven ground. The Lake really didn't have a trail around it, just a worn path. Beatrice had to focus to keep from tripping. That was the last thing she need, dirt and sweat. Disgusting.
She brushes a lock of hair behind her ear. Pony-tails were for summer, she just had her hair pulled back in a headband for now. She wasn't wearing anything really special today, just a tight, form-fitting tank top and long, (also form-fitting) gym pants. Both looked new and expensive-- Beatrice didn't like wearing things twice. But, considering she had to ship all her things in, she had to. It took several weeks for everything to ship. The shops here weren't much for her, except for the little sunglasses shop on the corner--
She stops, and shakes her head. Thinking like that was going to make her trip and fall. She starts back up on the run, grumbling. What kind of place is this? No jogging track. No spa. I don't even think they have a pool! And all the weirdos. It sickens me, having to live with them. She shakes her head again and looks around quickly, her cat-eyes glinting. I wonder who else is here..?
She brushes a lock of hair behind her ear. Pony-tails were for summer, she just had her hair pulled back in a headband for now. She wasn't wearing anything really special today, just a tight, form-fitting tank top and long, (also form-fitting) gym pants. Both looked new and expensive-- Beatrice didn't like wearing things twice. But, considering she had to ship all her things in, she had to. It took several weeks for everything to ship. The shops here weren't much for her, except for the little sunglasses shop on the corner--
She stops, and shakes her head. Thinking like that was going to make her trip and fall. She starts back up on the run, grumbling. What kind of place is this? No jogging track. No spa. I don't even think they have a pool! And all the weirdos. It sickens me, having to live with them. She shakes her head again and looks around quickly, her cat-eyes glinting. I wonder who else is here..?