Jack Stalker
Star
- Joined
- Dec 26, 2011
Character: Cara Weathers
Tagging: Owen Drake @apollo247
Day TBD AC
Time: TBD
Cara was in her room aboard the Mercer Jupiter. A very small living space with an en-suite boxed bathroom/shower set up and simple eating utensils on a desk. It was pretty cramped and was rammed fill of cables, wires, computer equipment and a V.R chair, which, while capable of being stretched out in a reclined position, was currently upright.
Seated in the chair, next to a tarpaulin casually draped over a lump on the floor, was Cara. She was wearing a skin tight white jumpsuit which was glued to her slim slinky form like a second skin, a silver zip running up it from groin to the white collar about her neck. Her feet were bare, but a pair of glossy white ankle length boots with wedge heels was next to her... and her head sported her V.R helmet. The helm featured a picture in picture connection to her drone, which she used to survey her surroundings when she wasn't spying on people with it. All in all the room was a scene of controlled chaos right now, represented by the junk and electronics scattered about the place and the spaghetti like mess of wires and glowing lights.
She wasn't sure if Owen was going to show, she hadn't really spoken to anyone since arriving, more as not to attract any attention to herself. Although she had been a little wordy on her pop channel, not so much on the news, as she had not heard anything news worthy as yet. As for her talk radio channel... well,, that was another story.
Sitting motionless, hands grasping the armrests, Cara continued editing some footage she had collected recently. Her drone was stuck to the ceiling outside and would alert her of anyone approaching...