Post by kara on Oct 12, 2009 0:27:48 GMT
Kara sat cross-legged on her bed, nodding her approval at her own work. She had headphones on, plugged into the ipod sitting next to her. Posters now liberally covered her walls, when she'd arived in her new dorm the walls had been white, but that hadn't lasted long. Bands, movies, books, weapons. Everything that caught Kara's attention, she was a bit of a poster freak. The Call blasted out from her headphones, loud enough that she would've heard it just fine without having them on. But that was the best way to block out the people around her.
She sighed and lay back on her bed, gazing up at the Mission: Impossible poster she'd put on the celing. Kara was wearing a heavily cropped tank-top and low-slung sweat pants. Not functional maybe, but defiant. She knew that she should be covering more skin, just in case. But whatever. Her first day had gone well in that nothing had happened. She'd gotten a tour, then holed up in her room. Yeah, Starbuck, very brave. She told herself.
She sighed and lay back on her bed, gazing up at the Mission: Impossible poster she'd put on the celing. Kara was wearing a heavily cropped tank-top and low-slung sweat pants. Not functional maybe, but defiant. She knew that she should be covering more skin, just in case. But whatever. Her first day had gone well in that nothing had happened. She'd gotten a tour, then holed up in her room. Yeah, Starbuck, very brave. She told herself.