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voidtreckerexpress2020-08-02 09:15 am
unfavorableinstigation) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-08-02 09:15 am
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take.
Who: Nita and YOU. Preferably close CR, but anyone can stop by.
Where: Quiet Car, second floor, a room near the front of the carriage.
When: Middle half of Grasshopper; post-platform, pre-event.
What: A(n ex-) wizard retreats. Some may come to reprimand, some to console, some just to find out WTF happened.
Warnings: ... Discussion of what's basically psychic assault in this log, folks. Mind your headspace!
After the platform, Nita retreated into herself. That was the best way to describe it; she could not be 'booked' in one of these rooms the same way she could have been in the Medical Car, but she spent as much time as she could in just the one room, not speaking unless spoken to, not leaving except to go to the restroom or fetch another journal.
No matter when one arrived to check on her, she would be either resting - staring off into space more than actually sleeping - or writing.
Some of the words were crossed out, as if she had had a tough time finding the right ones, but the writing looked to be formal in nature. A report. And, most notably, it was in English, not the alien curves of the Speech.
If she had to live with her actions, Nita figured, the least she could do was explain them - and explain why they were wrong.
Mostly, though, what encompassed her mind was the emptiness of it all. She couldn't even be angry now.
Fitting.
Where: Quiet Car, second floor, a room near the front of the carriage.
When: Middle half of Grasshopper; post-platform, pre-event.
What: A(n ex-) wizard retreats. Some may come to reprimand, some to console, some just to find out WTF happened.
Warnings: ... Discussion of what's basically psychic assault in this log, folks. Mind your headspace!
After the platform, Nita retreated into herself. That was the best way to describe it; she could not be 'booked' in one of these rooms the same way she could have been in the Medical Car, but she spent as much time as she could in just the one room, not speaking unless spoken to, not leaving except to go to the restroom or fetch another journal.
No matter when one arrived to check on her, she would be either resting - staring off into space more than actually sleeping - or writing.
Some of the words were crossed out, as if she had had a tough time finding the right ones, but the writing looked to be formal in nature. A report. And, most notably, it was in English, not the alien curves of the Speech.
If she had to live with her actions, Nita figured, the least she could do was explain them - and explain why they were wrong.
Mostly, though, what encompassed her mind was the emptiness of it all. She couldn't even be angry now.
Fitting.
[I feel like S'reee would want to check on Nita relatively soon, even if it's not that helpful]
Because what do you even say about this whole situation?
It can be after the more hectic first-day threads, probably. Less volatile!Neets, more sad!Neets.
That was just proof enough of how poorly Nita felt; she couldn't bring herself to approximate the syllables, even.
Even if she couldn't give them meaning."Look, are- are you okay, S'reee? You didn't get stuck with any backlash, did you?"
Re: It can be after the more hectic first-day threads, probably. Less volatile!Neets, more sad!Neets
Well, and the train second, but S'reee figures Dairine is the closest they have to a specialist there.
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"Well, I'm coping. Not sure if it qualifies as 'well,' but..."
She gestures to the assortment of papers on one of the benches.
"I've found something to do with myself, anyway."
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Doing her best to straighten up, she attempts to make a separating gesture.
"Separate project, but related. Keep feeling like it's going to take so many drafts..."
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"I- I said what I did then, while I was acting in anger, and meant it - I just don't want to say something untrue now.
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Another sigh, another shake of the head. "Look, I really am glad you stopped by, but. It feels like I need to finish recharging, or something."
Spot might have an errant comment about that - but then, the adjunct talent wasn't here.
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And humans who are distressed or focused tended to forget that.
Think another round will wrap this one?
"But... thanks."
The worst part was, she probably did need it. The companionship, anyway.
Yeah
Re: Yeah
That seemed to be all Nita could say to that.