by Nayt on Thu Oct 21, 2010 12:17 am
When Eld blinked his eyes open, what he saw was likely to take the horrible circumstances he was in and just trash it entirely. Make it as bad as it could possibly could and ensure awkwardness between them for perhaps the rest Etsu's days in Hillcrest. That is, if he stared long enough to let the image burn into his mind before Etsu noticed and beat the image out of his mind with her bare hands.
Just a moment earlier, when she sighed and turned from him slightly, Etsu had figured that Eld was going to be asleep for awhile. And since it was about time she actually start wearing clothes, she took advantage of the time she had whilst Eld was sleeping to disrobe. She pulled the shirt off and dropped it off in front of her. The major issue for Eld would likely be that she wasn't facing her back to him, but her side, and she had her head turned from him just enough that she could not see him from her peripheral vision. She also wasn't looking for him, either.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Etsu leaned over her stuff and sorted through it, looking for her bra. It took her almost a minute of searching to realize that it was actually in the ball of dirty clothes in the corner, prompting her to sigh, crawl over to her corner of the tent, fully face her back to Eld, and slip her bra on. Only then did she get back to her pack and start routing through again, 'til she found a black tank top of hers. She held it up to her chest and looked down. Well, it was probably going to show a fair amount of cleavage, but whatever. Etsu had long since adopted a policy of entrapment with boys. If she was out of school and not in her uniform, she might wear a tank top like this. Nothing terribly low cut, but she'd make no effort to conceal that fact that she did, in fact, have breasts. Larger breasts than all of her friends, actually-- a fact she was fairly proud of when chatting with them. Well, until she became friends with Sarah. In any case, by making no effort to hide this fact, and she caught a boy staring, she had every right to hit him. If they never stared, then she had every right to respect them. Not that this happened often or anything.
Though, she failed to take into account that she'd lost the will to ever hit Eld again last night.
She slipped the tank top over her head, then sat upright on her knees and continued to search through her clothes 'til she found a pair of shorts she liked. Etsu promptly took these, turned so she was laying in bed again, and pulled them on. This, however, would have her slightly facing Eld again. Were Eld's eyes open again (or still open) by then, she might very well find the will to hit Eld again.