➤ The Maze Runner rp

[sunhorsestar]

OOC: I'll post Kass after dinner, just want to get one in for Bob first.

IC:


Ｋａｒｔｅｒ🗲

Ｔａｇｓ: Runners, Bob | Ｒｏｌｅ： Runner | Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ：Maze


Karter's gaze remained fixed on the Griever even as he slowly backed up, noting the apparent- and understandable!- unease amongst his comrades. Then Yvonne spoke and called it...cute? That wasn’t a word he would’ve used to describe it on first glance, but to each their own. "I...I mean, I guess kinda? You can look at it that way if you want. It’s still... a Griever though." WAS it, if it seemed to have a mind of its own? Karter raised an eyebrow, gaze shifting to Yvonne, then back towards the Griever. He kind of wished on one hand it had been crushed in the shifting walls, then this wouldn’t even be a problem. People wouldn’t be unnerved, but it seemed to have a semblance of a personality or something. He hadn’t INTENDED that to come out in the coding! Oops, I guess...


D E F E C T I V E. B O B ♦️

Ｔａｇｓ： Runners | Ｒｏｌｅ： Griever | Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ：Maze


The Griever tilted its head to the side and the dark eyes shifted towards the new speaker. It didn’t recognize this girl, but for the fact she was human, and was with the group. She was one of theirs. But she didn’t seem scared anymore all of a sudden. Humans NOT being scared of their kind wasn’t what he was used to seeing, but it was...kind of nice. Nice to be appreciated! The blob shuffled forward slowly, gaze flicking between the others before landing and lingering on the girl again, and the greyish blob reached towards the girl to cautiously, gently nuzzle her.

[senna_]

𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐀
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
rank: [keeper of med-jacks]xxxage: [sixteen] xxxgender: [female] xxxlocation: [medhut -> outside] xxxmentions/tags: [romi, sarah, alastair / kade] xxx
Emma quickly locked the drawer she'd just shut, slipping the clip around the loop of her shorts, then reached up and removed the hair tie from her head. She liked ponytails because her hair stayed out of her face, but goodness, they hurt her head. Low ponytails made her look like a boy, and high ones gave her a headache. She couldn't win. She gathered her red hair up once more upon realizing that having it down wasn't going to make her too thrilled either and slipped it into a loose bun, allowing some small strands of her to remain untied so they could frame her face. So it was going to be one of those days. Emma felt it from the time she woke up, when her patience was going to be thinner and her emotions, more sensitive. It often sparked after a night like last night, where not only did she go to bed late, but she was engulfed in so much emotion and expression that it was overwhelming. More often than not, Emma didn't realize this until the following day, but it was tiresome and difficult to shift away from once in that mindset. She blamed it on her anxious mind; she was always extra sensitive to emotion, and experiencing a whole load of it made her feel mentally drained. She didn't even have to have direct contact with it. It was both weird and tiresome; Emma knew today was going to be an off day.

It probably didn't help when her friend Alastair strolled right by her without even giving her a sincere glance. Deep down, she knew he was just busy- it made total sense to go to his co-worker before anyone else- and it wasn't anything to take to heart, but she found herself doing that regardless. Her shoulders drooped, though only really visible if someone's eyes were on her before it happened, and her lips curved into the slightest pouted frown, as if she was in deep consideration. Romi also didn't answer her question, which also hurt her. She began to feel like her presence wasn't necessary, wasn't wanted.

Aaand that's enough, she scolded herself, feeling heat rise to her cheeks. She didn't often burst, nor did she snap, but she knew the longer she stood around in the corner, silent and invisible, like she was part of the cold, unimpressive wall, the more she was going to accidentally take things personally. She wasn't often good with keeping herself collected mentally, but she didn't want to start bottling things up again; she was merely sure that bottle was filled to the top already.

Emma didn't bother letting them know she was leaving, either; she had a feeling it was irrelevant to them all. So, with her head down, she silently slipped past them all, allowing the door to swish closed on her way out. She was quiet as she walked, fingers lazily looped on the tops of her pockets. She had yet to see Alex, though wouldn't be surprised if she was in the gardens, picking at the herbs. Usually, Emma would bound right over there, but she was feeling more exhausted than usual, and there were too many people in the garden. That being said, however, she knew the more time she spent in her head, the more discouraged she would feel. Goodness, this really sucked. Lucky for her, Kade was crossing her personal path. He didn't seem busy, and his laid-back nature always managed to keep her on a good level, so Emma picked up the pace just enough to reach his side before he was completely gone from her view.

"Hey, Kade," she greeted quietly, a small smile present on her face. "How's your day been so far?"

[bewhy]

Dᴀɴᴛᴇ !

tags; emerysn, idunn

with tired eyes, dante ran her hand through her hair lightly, her hand rubbing emerysns back gently as she tried to look around to whatever they were looking at. though, yvonne telling her to stay back, she leaned down next to emersyn slowly. "just come back with me if you need." she said quietly, before backing away from the female.

and her eyes followed yvonne, before she heard an unfamiliar voice behind her. that was..really odd. turning around slowly, her eyes traveled once more, before landing on an unfamiliar face. the new greenie. her eyes suddenly opening, her entire body jolting with energy, dante grabbed the females arm tightly, and dragged her behind a wall, trying to shield her from the other runner's view.

"what the hell are you doing in here?" she scolded, furrowing her eyes with annoyance and worry. "i thought we made it very clear that only runners were allowed in the maze." sticking her tongue against the wall of her cheek, dante let a small sigh out, before releasing the female from her grip, and placed her palm against her forehead. "are you alright? are you injured? did you...did you see anything?"

leaning her head against the wall, dante shook herself lightly. "i can lead you back if you need."

[onion]

𐒀 yvonne chang / 17 / runner
location: maze edge
tags: bob & emersyn

yvonnes eyes widened as the griever began to come near her, even closer than before. "n-no, stay there-" she sealed her lips when finally the thing began to rub against her bare leg.
she was in awe. never had a griever acted like this before. ever. and... yvonne began to giggle. "stop, that tickles!" she did a little shuffle with her feet and backed up towards emersyn with a small smile. "this is so weird," yvonne started quietly. "what the hell is it doing?"

❥ romi kim / 19 / med-jack
location: medbay
tags: alastair & khalil (emma mentioned)

"emma wait-" before she finished, emma was out the door. romi hadnt completed her sentences but the other girl didnt seem to want to waste time. silently, she made a fist in her right hand, clenching her fingers together as she sighed.
"alastair- hi," romi mumbled, starting to cross her arms. however, something caught her eye, or rather someone, as she noticed khalil mumbling to himself in the corner.
"excuse me." she moved past sarah and alastair with furrowed eyebrows and nearly grabbed at khalil, but stopped herself. "hey, what do you think youre doing just standing around? are you okay?" romi asked him. "are you even listening?"

[senna_]

𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐘𝐍
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
rank: [runner]xxxage: [eighteen] xxxgender: [female]xxxlocation: [maze alleyway] xxxmentions/tags: [runners (yvonne), bob] xxx

Emersyn's cheeks flushed upon realizing that not a single person had responded to her concerns, and her brows twitched downward for a fleeting second. Whether or not this was on purpose or they genuinely just hadn't heard her, she didn't really know, but the offensive she felt faded within seconds as the thing before the group let out a soft snarl. She decided then that her voice had simply been too quiet for anyone to have heard, especially considering the fact that the majority of their focus was on the creature.

This thing, even despite its more tranquil personality, really was one of the most disturbing sights Emersyn had ever laid her eyes on. Its body colour was a sickly green, lighter than the moss that strung to the walls though darker than the dying grass in the Glade, with goo drizzling from the corner of its mouth; it reminded her of the colour she'd envision when the Med-Jacks described their patient's face as green. String-like things wrapped around its legs, and for a fleeting moment, Emersyn truly did wonder if stepping on them would do any damage. Did she want to hurt this thing? Her short frame would be absolutely no competition for it, that was true, but it was still the thing they'd been taught to fear since Day 1. Despite that, the Runner still found herself questioning this one in particular. It acted nothing like the one Alby had shown her through the window within the first week of being in the Glade. That one had a mouth so large that it could have easily swallowed Emersyn whole if the foggy glass hadn't been there to protect her, and its growls and screams were enough to give one nightmare for the rest of their life. This one didn't do that. It chirped, almost, and its occasional snarls were more like cracked chirps. Her breath caught in her throat as Yvonne shuffled closer to it, yet she felt like her body had turned to stone; her feet sunk into the ground, her arms gained an extra one pounds, and she couldn't move. She could only stare. "Cute" also wasn't the first word that came to mind. It was meddlesome, though not pushy, and maybe even had a more demure sort of personality, but when she thought of cute, her mind went more in the direction of puppies, which, ironically enough, had been one of the first memories she regained.

It was almost a horrific thought, she decided, come realizing that the level of insecurity and fear she had originally felt had begun to dip. Slowly, that was, very, very slowly, but she could even start to agree that this thing wasn't going to do any harm. She wasn't yet at the point where the voices around her burst into actual words, they still remained buzzes for the most part, but it was a start.

Emersyn finally managed to tear her gaze away from the Griever, whose head was bent towards Yvonne, and blinked rapidly to rid the slight soreness she felt. Dante was by her side, and she only just seemed to register her friend's gentle touch. Guilty of it, but Emersyn didn't know how long she had been standing there for. It was enough to throw a blanket of comfort atop of her, though. She gave a single nod towards Dante, mustering a small smile, but another chirp from her left caused a reaction inside of her, and Emersyn whipped her head back around, hand jolting out to grab Yvonne if she needed saving. The girl appeared to be in one piece, though. The Griever's eyes, quite literally the same size as Yvonne's iconic space buns, were still watching them, but not staring. Observing, more or less. She quickly looked away.

"It didn't hurt you, right?" she murmured towards Yvonne, an unusual bit of concern laced into the tone used.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━

𝐋𝐄𝐄
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
rank: [builder]xxxage: [eighteen] xxxgender: [male]xxxmentions/tags: [idunn, romi, wysteria] xxx

Lee waved off her comment playfully with a flick of his wrist. "These sheep are sneaky, but they're no experts," he agreed. "I've patched this up with the older Builders one too many times." His hands cupped the top half of one of the wooden poles and he gave it a firm shake. The lowering of her voice did not pass by him, and it made Lee temporarily curious. Had someone already told her about the robotic bugs that watched their every move? "I'd even sent down a message requesting they stopped with the sheep and gave us something more chill, like pigs. And then the following week, we got three new lambs. So yeah, they're not the most helpful." He clamped his lips shut the second those words left his lips and he quickly glanced around, checking for any potential Beetle Blades. The Gladers had come to the conclusion rather quickly that the pesks had a good connection to WCKD. Once, some Med-Jack had been complaining about the lack of some sort of medical supply near a Beetle Blade, and the next time the Box came up, those exact supplies were present. It was kind of creepy. But, at the same time, also a bit reassuring, knowing that they weren't truly alone. It didn't help that none of the beetles had ever shown them a way out, if there was one.

"They just give us what they think is necessary for that month," he continued, twisting a loose wire around the pole. "And we've just gotta do what we can to make sure it's evened out so we don't run out before the next month. We got a good bit when you came up, though. You must be good luck." He began twisting the wire, frowning ever-so-slightly at one of the mammals began to edge closer, curious as to what they were doing. Lee quickly shooed it off. The fact that they couldn't even receive proper wiring was annoying; a rope would be more efficient than wiring like this.

He peaked over his shoulder at her quips, grinning, though it was fairly covered by the fabric on his shoulder. "Guess not," he concurred. He couldn't wait for her to return back. Was that obsessive? Probably not, since he'd always been excited to see his friend return safe and sound. Lee didn't have a lot of worries about the Gladers, but the Runners were always in the back of his mind. He gave the slightest of head nods as she excused herself. They still had a bit to go, but it wouldn't hurt to be without an extra pair of hands for a few minutes. However, those few minutes soon turned into closer to twenty minutes, or so it felt, and Lee wondered if she got lost. He finished up the last bit of wire, then left the paddocks to go looking for her. Along the way, he spotted gentle Romi by herself. "Morning, Romi," he greeted with a smile. "Have you seen Idunn, by chance?" Before she had a chance to say anything, however, he quickly added, "I think I may check the Homestead, actually. Talk to you later?" His brows shot up hopefully and he flashed her yet another smile before continuing down his path.

It was strange, the way she had disappeared, but Lee decided to settle on the possibility that someone had dragged her side. She was new, after all; the Gladers were always all over the newbies. Shrugging to himself, he turned to head back to the paddocks. He caught sight of Wysteria, another one of the Med-Jacks. It was possible she'd have seen Idunn, considering the fact that they were working in the gardens only moments prior, anyway.

"Hey!" he called out to her, giving her a friendly wave as he approached her side. "I think she's been doing pretty good. She's been eager enough to help me out and all, and I think she may have made a friend or two, which is cool." He hesitated for a second, then plopped down beside her. "I personally am doing real good. How 'bout you? How's your work and all that doing for you?"

[poppyxoxo]

IDUNN - tagging: Dante - mentions:

Idunn crept with her back against the wall as she tried to quietly edge herself forward towards the other Runners. "Please spot me" she begged within her mind, fear glimmering in her emerald eyes. "What is that-" she though to herself, her thought process interrupted by a flashing, blurred image of something seemingly submerged in... blue liquid? The flashback was gone as soon as it had come and with it went any chance at remembering what it was she had seen. All she knew was this had unlocked something strangely uneasy within herself whenever she glanced at the creature. If not for the fact that it was terrifying, that is. She didn't have time to react before a tight grip closed around her arm. Idunn was pressed tightly to a wall, trying to supress her rasping breath.

"I-I'm sorry, I guess I got too curious. You guys hadn't come back and I thought that naturally anyone was allowed to go looking for you. I got here in the span of three minutes, I think. I didn't have time to look around. I'm ok" she whispered, her voice just barely audible. The creature before her was... the word nightmare put into real life form.

ALASTAIR - tagging: Romi, - mentions: Emma

Alastair quickly shifted off to the side, allowing Emma to pass by him, his brow creased in concern for the quite med-jack. He would go up to her and have a conversation once he had made sure there was nothing to fix in the med-hut. He remembered seeing a perplexed and slightly hurt look on his face which stirred guilt deep in the pit of his stomach. He cleared his throat, coughing nervously. Normally he tried to be the happy sarcastic guy that everyone turned to so naturally serious matters awakened slight discomfort within himself. It wasn't always bad, however.

Alastair returned his attention back to Romi who had offered him a quick hello before leaving. "Hi, Rom" he replied, a nickname naturally falling out of his mouth.

[onion]

𐒀 yvonne chang / 17 / runner
location: maze edge
tags: bob, emersyn, & karter

she jumped back and clung to the wall behind them, out of breath from laughing, but eyes wide. "it didnt hurt me," yvonne began to say even softer than before. she unattached herself from the wall and stood facing the griever, then leaned towards emersyn. "its ugly but... maybe it knows something, i dont know, i just... i have this feeling," she explained, chocolate eyes shifting from emersyn, to the blob, and back. "karter? earth to karter!"
yvonne took a sweaty hand and waved it in front of karter. he seemed to be in a trance, as if he was remembering something, but she had no idea what he could possibly be having a flashback to now if not another griever encounter.

❥ romi kim / 19 / med-jack
location: medbay
tags: alastair & khalil

"heh, rom, i like that," romi mused without facing alastair. she closed her eyes and smiled for a moment, then opened them and dropped her smile. "come on khalil, lets get you moving."
she reached an arm out for khalil to take her hand, but instead of waiting for him to grab it, she instead grabbed him by the shoulders since he was unresponsive thus far. "hey! im not joking, we need you!"

[senna_]

𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐘𝐍
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
rank: [runner]xxxage: [eighteen] xxxgender: [female]xxxlocation: [maze alleyway -> exit] xxxmentions/tags: [runners, bob] xxx

Yvonne's words said one thing, but her actions said another, and Emersyn's thoughts resulted in one large question mark in the dead center of her mind. She wasn't sure she could trust the creature, but wasn't exactly sure he was a total threat, either. Yvonne's breathy laugh, a sound hard to believe in a situation like so, appeared to be like ice to Emersyn; the indifference in a bunch of identical objects. She resisted the urge to pull Yvonne back beside her, or even behind. Yvonne could handle herself. Emersyn didn't even know why she was feeling so protective over the Runners, but she just was. It wasn't a burning feeling she felt often.

She glanced over her shoulder once more as Yvonne turned to acknowledge Karter. The longer she stood here, the more she began to feel restless. Emersyn didn't often feel vulnerable, uneasy, and so attempting to balance the scale was going very unsuccessfully. The walls felt like they were caving in, and she suddenly felt very claustrophobic. Up ahead, the creature was still heavily breathing, beady eyes narrowed in on the chatters, and she took that opportunity to slip away to get some fresh air. Truth be told, Emersyn wasn't even sure there was a way out of here, but she was going to try. Any open space would do her some good.

Wrist still stinging, though no longer tingling like before, she tucked it close to her side and cautiously took baby steps back, all the way into the shadows, where they eagerly ate up her body. She wasn't sure how far the Griever could see, but Emersyn began to feel a bit more confident about her hiding spot. Too nervous to turn her back to the strange thing, though, she continued to back up, eyes unwilling to peek over her shoulder to see where she was going. And her heart nearly surged out of her throat when her heel backed up onto nothing, and she knew that if she was walking any quicker, she would have flown over the edge. Emersyn jumped forward and spun around. She was no longer in the tight space, but the corridor she was in was still very unfamiliar. The path was narrow, with two large drops supporting it. She didn't dare peer down to see what was below. Her eyes were fixated on something else, anyway. A door, it appeared to be. Circular, large, and it was almost like there was a smaller one inside of it. For whatever reason, despite the desire to drift towards it the way moths do to a flame, Emersyn remained rooted on the spot. She gained enough energy to call out, "Hey.... Hey, come check this out," but the last part turned into more of a croak and she returned her awe-stricken gaze to the strange sight before her.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
rank: [track-hoe]xxxage: [eighteen] xxxgender: [male]xxxlocation: [gardens]xxx mentions/tags: [kennedy, bronwyn] xxx

Draco's gaze was steady as he watched Kennedy. Though he was quiet, Draco wasn't necessarily a rude person, and he knew that. He was no bully, just simply... Well, he was picky about whom he interacted with. For various reasons, really, but mostly to keep himself sane. He didn't dislike anyone in the Glade, but some were special. That's what about as good as it came to in terms of describing them nicely.

"I guess that's good, then," he returned, head tilting in just the slightest bit at Kennedy's comment. He hadn't ever injured himself the way she had so he really didn't know if the blade could cut deeply or not, but he trusted Emma's judgment, and everyone else's in the Medhut. The tiniest of smiles, tight-lipped but still present, played at Draco's pale lips for a brief moment. "You're too stubborn for your own good." The amusement faded off as she acknowledged Bronwyn, who was standing behind them with that innocent look smeared across his expression. "I don't think so," he told Kenn, though kept it open-ended in case Bronwyn wanted to add to that. They hadn't really spoken much before Kennedy arrived, so for all Draco knew, the Keeper did actually want something. "I was just picking cherries and Bronwyn came to say hello."

[AlphaOfThePack21]

18||Female||Demi-Hetero||Med-Jack||Location: Med Shack>Gardens||Tags: Open>Lee
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Wynn was relieved when he didn't comment on her lack of attention to him and her attention to the greenie. But who was to blame her? That's how it usually is, the greenie was like a shiny new toy to the glade, a mystery and the unknown. The possibility of getting answers, or at least one step closer even though there has never been someone like that before, there was still that hope. She should keep that to herself though, she was fine with false hope she keeps to herself but instilling it in others with a high chance it doesn't come true was wrong. But she couldn't help but wonder, was she one of those people with answers? She has a lot of memories in the form of dreams when she sleeps at night. Life before the glade, these people who were there with her, she remembers some of the people here, some were her friends it seemed like in her "previous life". Did it sadden her that they weren't now? Just a little but who was she to blame them, for a while she couldn't remember them either. Causing her to then wonder if anyone else has any of these memories or if it was just her. She cleared her mind quickly though, not wanting to get too immersed in her thoughts and neglect the attention and conversation she was having with Lee.

She offered a hidden smile, one that was there but it wasn't something that could be picked out easily. "That's good...well I guess I'm not really surprised, the greenie is always the shiny new toy here, people tend to gravitate towards them," she repeated her thoughts. 'That was rude wasn't it.....why did I say that out loud?' she thought to herself. She looked to the herbs that were in the basket then the ones in her hands. Dirt on her hands and on parts of her arms. "Anyways...Um, I'm doing okay. Work is slow today so after I'm done picking these herbs and hanging them up to dry I don't have anything else to do." she said as she looked at him for just a moment. Not the best at keeping eye contact with anyone. "I guess I can't complain, that just means no one is getting seriously hurt...that's a good thing, ya'know?" Lee was definitely one of the more comfortable people to her, even though they weren't exactly close and he was so much more...outgoing than she was. Either way, she was actually comfortable enough to have a decent conversation with him regardless of all that.

She put the herbs in her hands in the basket once more and wipe her hands on her shorts. Speaking of the greenie, where was she? Now Wynn is very intelligent, able to piece two and two together. If the greenie wasn't here and Lee looked like he had time to spare did she slip away from him? Was she doing a job with another glade member? If she had slipped away wouldn't Lee be looking for her? Was this really any of her problems to be thinking about? "Did...the greenie give you the slip? Or is she elsewhere working with someone else?" she asked her voice soft, and quiet as usual. It really wasn't her business but curiosity bested her.

17||Female||Hetero||Cook||Location: Kitchen>Outside kitchen||Tags: Erzsi
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
She offered a smile to the boy as he approached her, she stood up and wiped off her jeans. Freeing them from any grass or dirt that had clung to them. Closing the book and holding it in her hand to her side. She pushed her hair back behind her shoulders just for another gentle breeze to push it back to its original place. "Hey!" she returned. "Ah well, I've just finished an amazing recipe that I can't wait for everyone to try for dinner! So I'd say it's treating me pretty well." she mused. Cooking was a good way to make people smile, good food always made people happy and feel good. So she would always make her special requests from the box for stuff to make great food, well aside from the supply of books and pencils.

"How about you Erzsi? You looked like you were either really deep in thought over there, or you were just extremely bored." she chuckled lightly. Gaia was usually looked at as "one of the guys". Usually getting along with the guys of the glade, and messing around or roughhousing with them. She didn't take any offense to that at all and is actually quite proud of that fact.

[_Ambereyes_]

Kennedy

Age: 17/18

Rank: track-hoe

Location: Gardens/lake

Tags: Draco

Mentions: Emma

Kennedy nodded, ‘ Oh, okay. Well, I might just go sit by the lake and relax. I’m not too sure what Emma gave me, but it's made me a bit drowsy. I only need about thirty minutes, then I’ll go get some of the hay for the animals. ’ Kenn was just going to give a thank you and go to the lake, instead she decided to give herself a laugh. She turned around and started to leave, ‘ Thanks Drakie. ’ She chuckled and then briskly headed to the lake. She couldn't stop smiling and imagining the look on Draco’s face. It’s been a while since Kenn has actually laughed like that.

On her way to the lake, it was quiet, everyone was doing their jobs. This is just what she loved. Kenn didn’t like not doing her job, and she knew she’d work harder tomorrow. But she was just so tired from the medicine, a little break wouldn't do much harm.

When she arrived it was deserted, by people anyway, there were dragonflies and a couple birds. Then, of course, a beetle blade every now and then rustling through the bushes. Kenn found a tree near the water's edge. She was both concealed by the shade and cooler, the water cooled off the warm breeze. Kenn slumped down at the base and let out a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and rested her head on the tree. She didn’t need to sleep, just needed to relax for a bit.