#jenna thread

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&  BORIS  /  @russianllterature​ .

                    in jenna’s defense , boris only looks half asleep on the couch as she reaches behind her computer chair to tap his shoulder .  “ boris ---- boris , look .  c’est toi . ”  the goofy-esque character appears onscreen for long enough that she feels it necessary to bother the sleeping male behind her . one headphone rests behind her ear , silver gaze still entirely focused on computer screen of the upstairs apartment though she requires boris’ attention as well .  

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&  SKELETOR  /  @gaygirlrping .

          “ yes , yes , ' back again ' , i know , i know . ”  with a thump jenna landed on her feet on the linoleum from where she had crawled in through the window , hand soon supporting her weight as she leaned on one of the metal tables .  “ don’t give me a hard time now , please ?  i’ll treat you to something . ”

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&  BEV  /  @shotbled .

          “ i think it looks nice .  it definitely suits you , ” the parisian found herself quietly humming out , a hesitant hand raised to twirl fingers through the now shortened red hair of the other .  blonde fell about her own shoulders and back , bangs halfway down to covering her eyes . it now had a feeling of being far too much as she looked towards the opposite .  being a teenager was hard to say the least .  “ i usually just cut my bangs when i’m feeling low .  you’re much bolder than me . ”

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&  UNDETERMINED  /  @gaygirlrping​ .

          growing up in the household she had , jenna was always careful about her steps : how loud they were , whether she could be placed in the house or not , if she could make it to the pantry and back to her room undetected .  the parisian breaking into places for her incredibly legal job was just the same .  she lands silently , carefully , on the overly clean tile floor , nose crinkling at the smell of chemicals that infiltrated her nose .  curiously silver hues flick around the dark building , only emergency lights still hesitantly flickering for just long enough that she can gather someone has just left .  just in time , she supposes .   “ putain dégoûtant , ” slipped out of her mouth .

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&  BEV  /  @shotbled​ .

                    the teen winces as she sits down beside the redhead , wincing and grimacing at the pain shooting through her arm .  her mother --- of course , when wasn’t it her mother ?  this , however , was not the point of why jenna has come to bother beverly ; she actually cannot remember a time where she actively sought out the help she so desperately CRAVED .  “ the other day .... did you mean what you said ? ”  jenna gives no more information than that as she looks down at her lap , biting anxiously at his lip .

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&  TBD  /  @un-ncturcl​ .

                in hindsight , going to the white supremacy rally was a bad idea .  never would jenna think that that would ever be a logical thought in her head , but here she is , ankles and wrists chained up to an interrogation chair and nothing but bad idea on her mind .  was jenna a white supremacist ?  no , not even close , so you must be wondering what the hell was she even doing there ?!  the bruising and bloodied knuckles she sports on both petite hands from punching the deserving bastards in the face , well , there’s your answer .   the parisian had never been one to shy away from such aggressive politics ( viva la france !! ) and never let her size stop her from doing anything , so punching dreadful people in the name of freedom seemed , to her , like the most whole-hearted american thing to do .  the sound of the door swinging open had curious silver flicking upwards , meeting the attractive woman’s gaze with her own forming into hearts .  dammit , why’d she have to be hot ?  “ allo . ”

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&  BAD GUY  /  @codenamerush​  .

          jenna sits quietly on her couch with full attention on the laptop before her when the door is opened with a click . far too used to vic or rey just letting themselves in without warning or announcement , it hadn’t startled the parisian as it would have any other person on any normal day .  “ i just made coffee , do not fucking drink ---- ” and as curious silver eyes finally flick towards the door , she’s met with the shape of a man ---- a STRANGER .  her laptop is nearly slammed shut , standing hurriedly and reaching towards the side of the couch where a bat normally rests , and -- dammit !! -- vic had kicked it under the couch when he was here last .  defenseless , she stands with only slightly frightened eyes as hesitant recognition begins to bubble .  he’s not entirely a stranger , no , she’s seen him somewhere before but the panic makes her unable to place exactly where from .  “ what do you want ? ”

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&  UNDETERMINED  /  @jusstabite .

          “ my patronus is a rat and i want to fucking throw up so that is how my day is going , thank you for asking . ”  the one single discovery has entirely ruined her life .  she will not let this horrendous tragedy rest until someone hears about it .  “ and yours ?  how are you ? ”  the dead inside look in her eyes really completes her whole look today .