Thread: Running in the Rain (SithMistress & Lyssa)

Character Information Helene Lynd Age 25 5'9 135 lbs Coppery red hair, emerald green eyes Athletic body 38E-26-38 Appearance Still suffering from a mild hangover after having shared a bottle of wine the previous night with her sister, Crystal, Helene Lynd groaned audibly as she opened her eyes to see the diffuse sunlight pouring in through the window. While she enjoyed spending time with her older sister, Helene always forgot about the hangovers that came from sharing a bottle of wine or three with her sister. The day threatened to be a rainy one, the humidity clinging to Helene's skin. Outside her window, she could see the low clouds scudding across the sky and smiled. She loved the smell of rain. Her only worry was that it would start raining either before or during her mid morning run. While she didn't mind getting wet, she hated slogging through mud while running. But, seeing a couple walking their dog out her window, she concluded that the rain was probably a ways away. Donning her running gear, a sports bra and a pair of spandex running shorts, Helene took a moment to admire herself in the mirror. Her long, coppery red hair was drawn back in a ponytail, hanging down to her shoulder blades. Her breasts looked magnificent in her sports bra, a hint of cleavage peaking out over the top. It was hard to find a decent sports bra that supported her 38E breasts. Helene debated bringing her iPod with her to listen to music. Looking at the building clouds, she thought better of it, instead just shoving a key to her house inside her sports bra as she locked the front door and descended the steps to begin her run. Despite the humidity, it was a great day for a run. It wasn't hot by any stretch of the imagination and the clouds kept the sun from beating down on Helene's porcelain skin. Which was great, as she tended to burn easily. A smile on her face, she jogged toward the nearby park, her feet pounding on the pavement as she jogged down her street. It was an idyllic setting, and one she paid a princely sum to live in. But, it was worth it, living in a neighborhood with almost no crime to speak of. Jogging past the playground that heralded the start of the small park, Helene quickly found the tree-lined trail what wound around the open, grassy park. She gazed at the budding trees lining the path, happy that Spring had finally sprung. It had been a cold winter, and she had been forced to run on a treadmill at a gym during the cold months. It just wasn't the same as jogging in the fresh air. Though, the humidity was a little stifling, causing her to start sweating earlier than she normally would. The park was three hundred yards by two hundred, and the track ran around the outside of it making it 500 yards long. Three and a half laps was a mile. The air was so humid that Helene barely noticed the sudden drop in temperature. She did notice the first drop of rain that landed on her head though. She continued her circuit around the park, hoping to make seven laps that she reckoned would be around two miles. It was just under, but it was close enough. The rain started slowly, just a few drops here and there. With one circuit complete, Helene started to see some of the families start packing up to leave. In the distance, she could see a curtain of heavy rain approaching. Halfway through her second circuit, the rain began falling a bit harder, bouncing up off the cinder track and making it slippery under her running shoes. Her lycra running shorts were starting to get wet from the rain and splash back. The only people still out as electricity arced across the heavens followed by a rumble of thunder were clad similarly to herself. And even they were getting fewer. She pushed on as a torrential downpour began, determined not to be beaten by the weather. The rain beat down harder, shaking the leaves of the trees. The cinder trail becoming a bit more treacherous as the rain made it even more slippery under Helene's running shoes. Rain pelting her face ran down her neck and clavicle, small rivulets coursing down her chest, the swell of her breasts funneling the water into the valley between them. She watched couples and families running for cover, hoping to find shelter from the increasing downpour of rain pelting the area. A crackle of thunder followed the electric arc of lightning Helene had observed just a few seconds earlier, the sound reverberating as it echoed through the neighborhood. Helene was close to running for cover herself, the downpour making it nigh impossible to continue her run. As far as she was from home, she didn't relish the trip. Especially after another bolt of lightning touched the ground not 100 yards away. Fuck this, she breathed as she sprinted away from the path through the grass along the edge of the park. Running flat out, she ran toward the house closest to where she was and the shelter of the covered porch. She covered the distance quickly and bent over double as soon as she was underneath, panting and trying to catch her breath. The storm raged, wind picking up, and Helene realized that she needed shelter from the storm. Shrugging, she turned and knocked on the door, praying someone was home.