The Hitchhiker (open)

[xx_lilith_xx]

OOC: Regina Wilson, 22, long red hair in a loose braid down her back, pale skin, bright green eyes, 5'4'', slim with some nice curves

IC:
Regina stood on the side of the road, her green duffel bag slung over her shoulder, her black guitar case strapped to her back. The rain had soaked her bright red braid and through her clothes- a black tee shirt, jeans with holes in the knees, and black flip flops. Her orange guitar pick hung on a chain around her neck.
She sighed as another car passed by her. "Dammit!" she yelled suddenly, kicking a rock and stubbing her toe in the process. "Shit." She had come this far- 300 miles from home, on her own. Now it was raining and she was cold and wet and hungry and seriously considering sleeping in the ditch. Another car passed by her. Then another. Finally, as she was about to give up, one slowed and the window rolled down.

OOC: Driver can be male or female...doesn't matter either way. Just post and we'll see where it leads...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Car slowing down for the soaked hitchhiker in the rain:

'Hell, I don't pickup hitchhikers, but she looks miserable and like a drowning waif out there like that,' Marc thinks to himself as he slows his 4 year old SUV and pulls to the side of the road with her a few feet in front of him in his headlights so he could get a look at her as he slowly idled forward along side when she'd picked up her gear with a bedraggled and hopeful look on her face, in her eyes.

He saw how her saturated clothes hugged her showing she was well built and had a tight and slender body with a rounded ass and full boobs, and he was a sucker for redheads for some reason.

Along side her he trips the power window and says, "Hop in if you want to get out of the rain and want a lift to at least someplace warm and dry."

 

[xx_lilith_xx]

"Oh, god. Thanks so much for stopping." Regina said as she took the guitar case off her back and put it gently in the back seat of the SUV. She got in the front seat and placed her duffel bag by her feet. The man looked at her and smiled a warm, friendly smile. "Where are you headed?" he asked as he started to drive again.
She gave him a half-smile as she undid her braid and squeezed the water out of her hair. The red curls reached almost to her waist. "Eh, wherever you're headed. I'm not really headed anywhere in particular. Just, anywhere but home." She grinned at his slightly worried expression. "Don't worry, I'm not in any trouble. I just needed to get away. Oh, by the way, my name's Regina. What's yours?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Marc Wilson:

"Hello Regina, I'm Marc, Marc, with a 'c'," he smiles, "Wilson. Nice to meet you and glad to get you out of the rain."

"I do have to ask one question Regina, you aren't an underage runaway who'd get me busted if you were found with me, are you," Marc asks as he turns sideways to look at and talk to her at the same time.

He lean about six foot frame with whipcord muscles is shown off by the black t-shirt he's wearing with a wolf howling at a rising full moon on it's front. His jeans are tight and clean and he's wearing hiking boots. His hair is shoulder legnth and dark blonde with light streaks from being in the sun. A fact also attested to by his dark gold tan and the squint lines, or maybe laugh lines, at the corners of his eyes. He look as if he could be anywhere from mid to late twenties to his early to mid thirties.

 

[xx_lilith_xx]

Damn... she thought as she looked him over. "Don't worry," Regina assured Marc. "I'm a runaway, but not an underage one. I'm 22. And I'm not a crazed psycho killer or a druggie or a theif, so you don't have to be worried about being murdered or robbed." she grinned. "And that's always a good thing." She pushed her hair back from her face. "I have two questions for you, though. Where are you headed? And, if it's home, are you gonna have to drop me off somewhere before you go to the wife and kids?" she eyed him curiously and with a hint of a mischevious smile on her face.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Marc:

He listens and a grin spreads wider as she talks. Those squint lines deepen as the smile grows and his dark blue eyes seem to gleam in the light from the dashboard and passing cars.

When she has finished, "Well if you're a crazed psycho killer like that Warnos woman in Florida several years ago you're using a damned uncomfortable way to find someone to kill." And he chuckles low in his chest.

"As for being a druggie, grass is no worse than booze, but anything else would be stupid and self distructive. Glad you aren't one Regina, to good looking to take that road to death."

"If you're a thief, damn have you screwed up this time," and he bursts out laughing.

When he's calmed down again, "Now that "Where are you headed?" is a more difficult question to answer, unlike telling you no wife and no kids is.
"I guess where ever the road takes me.
"Since it's spring I was thinking of the Pacific Northwest or maybe even Alaska for the summer, but not sure yet. I may find a place and like and just stop for a spell to see how well I really like it."

Turning around again he puts the SUV in gear, watches his outside mirror and pulls back onto the highway. Once he's rolling he reaches to the dashboard and slides over the heat control and turns on the fan as he says, "If we'll be travelling for a bit can't have you catching cold, now can I?"

 

[xx_lilith_xx]

He had a good sense of humor, Regina mused. That was always a plus. Single, a traveler, and he wasn't that bad looking.

"A wanderer, eh? Sounds good to me. I guess I'll just stick with you for a while. Until, that is, you get tired of me and decide to drop me off at some random motel." She gave him a little half-smile. "But, I'm hoping that won't happen for a while yet. At least until the rain stops."

 

[Shadysoulja101]

Jason

OOC

Don't know if this is closed yet

IC

"Damn, Rain..." as he trudges through the rain. His dirty blond hair soaks with the rain and covers his brown eyes. He is on the road as a traveling musician performing wherever and whoever takes him. He stands tall as well, standing at 6'3" with a muscular physique. After all, if he is gonna perform for people, he might as well look good. He is 23, starting in the music business at 18.

Walking around, with a guitar slung over his back. He watches as car after car drives by.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Shadysoulja you'll have to ask lilith, as it's her story. Sje may be looking or hoping for other drivers and hitchhikers to join in and you may have a woman offer you a ride. *G

I'll continue it with her until you've gotten a reply. *s

PP

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Marc:

"Well I think that's doable and if I'd planned on just dumping you out in the rain again Regenia why he hell would I have stopped in the first place, right," he smiles over as he glances at her.

"Warming up yet?
"Hey, just thought, if you look in the back seat I think there's a towel there I used last time I was rained on and washed but didn't repack so it'd be handy.
"If you can find it help yourself and dry off if you'd like."