Open Starter – Jinx Abernathy, fallen from the heavens
It’s 2 am, A redhead led woman wandered weakly down the street of the city. Her white shirt torn and covered in dirt. Her pants frayed at the bottom. Bare foot and hair a tangled mess. She almost collapsed and leans against a building wall, her back clearly wounded.
“Well I know it’s a blanket….” she spoke in retort. She then looked at her clothes, “you are right though my clothes are done for. I need something new” She spoke. She looked up at the man, “and what is your name?” She asked him curiously.
“I will bring you some clothes, but don’t you won’t to take a shower first? And it’s Luke, by the way” he tried to sound calm, but the whole situation wasn’t so calming. killing people? Sure; but keeping them alive?
“A shower? Sure. Could you show me how?” She asked him. “How to start and where?” She asked and stood up the blanket still wrapped around her. She stood up straight biting through the pain. Her hair just as dirty as the rest of her. She didn’t know what she was doing.
“hmm…. sure” he walked her to the shower “well, left for hot, right for cold; can’t be simpler….” he stared for a moment and then asked “you… don’t know how to use a shower?”
“No…..I don’t….” she mumbled in almost a grumpy tone. She looked at the man. “Why?” She asked him in return.
“I… I don’t mean to judge, just….” he stopped for a moment “hmm….. may I ask you some questions?”
“Can I do so as I bathe?” She asked. And looked at him. Her eyes an eerie platinum silver color, looked at him into his own eyes. Her skin was nearly flawless but a freckle here and there and her skin a deep tan. She stood about 5’8” when she looked to Luke.