( it may come as no surprise to some, but when helena's face appears on the screen she is eating. there's a pile of small cookies sitting in front of her, and there's little time taken to pause ( or even really chew ) as she shovels one after the other into her mouth. a very attractive sight, to be sure. that said, she has quite an important question to ask, and while she doesn't stop chewing or wait to swallow, she does brush the crumbs off of her fingers.
lovely. )
How do you use this? ( she asks, words heavily accented and leaving no chance of missing her ukranian nationality. she holds up a hoverboard, turning her head to squint at it curiously again before drawing her attention back to her announcement. ) I have three bruises already. Please explain.
( she then drops the board back next to her cookie pile, blinking a few times as she picks up another cookie. then there's a brief grin, she shoves the food into her mouth, and then promptly cuts her transmission. )
maurtia falls ] [ governed as it were by chance
( rain has a remarkable ability to dampen just about anybody's mood. her usually distinguishable fuzzy blonde hair now hangs limp from her head, sticking to her forehead and neck and making helena even more irritable than she had been previously. it's bad enough being so new to everything without being caught in the middle of a storm too boot, and she's trying to find somewhere to hole up and take cover for a while when she ducks into an alley.
helena sticks out like a sore thumb, more so than usual as she draws her coat tighter around her neck and scowls her way down towards the dingy looking bar, and the whole area is just rough enough to have her gearing up for an incident. as it happens this incident occurs just a few feet from the entrance, a hand lands on her shoulder and without even taking a moment to see who it is helena takes hold of the wrist, twists sharply and then yanks before she even so much as turns to see the person intruding on her personal space.
sorry if you're friendly. or like a non-sprained wrist. )
( feeling one of the other prompts? got an idea in mind? randomise me something, i'm game! if you want to run something by me first, a pm or pp to sharknado @ plurk always goes down swell )
helena | orphan black
maurtia falls ] [ governed as it were by chance
miscellaneous ] [ certain agony of the battlefield