04-29-2018, 12:28 AM
this is my last call for things to get better
It had been a long journey, that was for sure. It was a relief to finally rest her legs, but as always the girl could find no time to rest her mind, her demons seemed to be having quite a party in there, as per usual. She was always plagued with mental strain, those pesky little devils never shut up. The girl had believed that abandoning the old Kalopsia would help with that, but it seemed that a little change in scenery could not simply wipe away her issues. Not that she was all that surprised, it would take time to heal the shattered fragments of her mind. Still, it would have been nice if things worked like that, just this once. But what use was it to hope? Everybody hoped for something, but it never happened, not for her and not for anyone else. It may keep some sane, but for those like her, it did the opposite. It was not like it was all too hard with her frayed mind, it seemed to break every opportunity it got. Perhaps she was ill, deprived of mental stability, but frankly she could not care less. She did not have the luxury to care.
As the group was led into the hotel, the teen kept one hand ready to grab her switchblade, for even if this place was supposedly safe, no place ever truly was. Perhaps that was just paranoia, in fact she wouldn't be surprised if it was, after all the girl had become quite the pessimist over the years, however it kept her alive. Alive was all she desired to be currently. That was the main goal, killing her demons was next on the list, and if that failed, dying sane. It was a pretty small list, but it was everything she could trust herself to focus on. Too many goals and one could easily face disappointment, and though she did not particularly mind that as long as she had a backup plan, she did not wish to aimlessly develop goals that she may not even care to complete. Short and simple was best.
Eventually Kaari made her way into a room, one near the end of the hall on the second floor, with a relatively large window. One that she could jump out of if necessary, as there was nothing that seemed like it might be painful to slam into on the ground if she were to attempt doing so. Just soft earth. The slim girl would flounce down on the bed, long dyed hair sprawled out all around her, allowing herself to relax just slightly. Her muscles were tense and tired, her stomach pitifully empty, but her pale grey-blue eyes remained focused on the door, ready in case anything happened. If they were to be ambushed by thieves or whoever might be wandering the forest at this time, she was ready to leave the rest of the rebels behind to save herself. She didn't need a map, she would find wherever they were going on her own if necessary.
At the knock she jumped, her feet firmly planted on the mattress, switchblade pulled open and hand at the ready. Then a familiar voice would call out for a meeting, and the girl would drop her stance. The weapon would be returned to it's hiding place in the side pocket of her bag, and she would make her way towards the door of the room. However, instead of opening it, the girl would press her ear against it, listening for anything that might tell her this was a trap. Okay, fine, she was paranoid, but it was better to be safe than sorry. The sound of feet shuffling on the ground told her the others were making their way over with no problem, but still she hesitated. Just another few seconds, just to make sure. Pulling the door open quickly, she took two steps back towards the window, but there was obviously no threat. Heaving a heavy sigh, the girl would do her best to loosen up a little before trickling into the flow of weary bodies.
Coming to a stop deep within the crowd, the girl could not help the nervous energy in her veins. Her anxiety began a steady incline as she continued to wait for everyone to filter in, impatience evident on her features. The youthful girl fidgeted nervously, ready to get this thing over with as a voice suddenly rose above the idle chatter of those around her. Finally! Her glaring luminaries would focus on the familiar shape of Axel's head, having seen him a few times during the walk here. One hand remained at the ready in case shit hit the fan, but other than that she held herself relatively at ease. Sometimes that was the best way to trick an enemy, make yourself appear open, like an easy target, but then give them a vicious surprise.
The announcements were boring, there was no word more fitting. Sure, Prometheus was declared dead, but that hadn't been too much of a surprise. There was always one death with these things. With a large group of people on the move those things just happened. It's not as though the girl had even known the leader all that well, she had no tears left to cry for him or anyone on that matter. As for the announcement of their new home only a few miles away, the girl would not allow herself to feel any sort of relief. Something had remained unsaid there, some unknown reason as to why they hadn't just continued all the way over there rather than resting here. Coming to this hotel had already cost them quite some time where instead they could have kept walking. Still the girl would not question it, it was best not to draw any attention to herself just yet, so she remained silent. It was always a question she could ask later, without holding everyone else up.
The sooner this was over, the better; it was too warm and crowded in here already. But of course someone pretentious would go ahead and ask the dumbest questions one could ask at this time. Those things could have waited until morning, or until he could speak with Axel in private. But no, this guy, who probably a blue blood if he couldn't even read a map, had to go and open that loud, annoying mouth of his. Stifling a sigh, the girl would run one hand through her tousled locks, changing her pose to a more comfortable one. It was obvious they would be here a while if the blue blooded were to become a pain in the neck already. What a shame. But at least he had gotten to the point instead of rambling on and on like some others who believed themselves to hold a higher stature. Now if only the others would begin dispersing once again, that would be lovely.
As the group was led into the hotel, the teen kept one hand ready to grab her switchblade, for even if this place was supposedly safe, no place ever truly was. Perhaps that was just paranoia, in fact she wouldn't be surprised if it was, after all the girl had become quite the pessimist over the years, however it kept her alive. Alive was all she desired to be currently. That was the main goal, killing her demons was next on the list, and if that failed, dying sane. It was a pretty small list, but it was everything she could trust herself to focus on. Too many goals and one could easily face disappointment, and though she did not particularly mind that as long as she had a backup plan, she did not wish to aimlessly develop goals that she may not even care to complete. Short and simple was best.
Eventually Kaari made her way into a room, one near the end of the hall on the second floor, with a relatively large window. One that she could jump out of if necessary, as there was nothing that seemed like it might be painful to slam into on the ground if she were to attempt doing so. Just soft earth. The slim girl would flounce down on the bed, long dyed hair sprawled out all around her, allowing herself to relax just slightly. Her muscles were tense and tired, her stomach pitifully empty, but her pale grey-blue eyes remained focused on the door, ready in case anything happened. If they were to be ambushed by thieves or whoever might be wandering the forest at this time, she was ready to leave the rest of the rebels behind to save herself. She didn't need a map, she would find wherever they were going on her own if necessary.
At the knock she jumped, her feet firmly planted on the mattress, switchblade pulled open and hand at the ready. Then a familiar voice would call out for a meeting, and the girl would drop her stance. The weapon would be returned to it's hiding place in the side pocket of her bag, and she would make her way towards the door of the room. However, instead of opening it, the girl would press her ear against it, listening for anything that might tell her this was a trap. Okay, fine, she was paranoid, but it was better to be safe than sorry. The sound of feet shuffling on the ground told her the others were making their way over with no problem, but still she hesitated. Just another few seconds, just to make sure. Pulling the door open quickly, she took two steps back towards the window, but there was obviously no threat. Heaving a heavy sigh, the girl would do her best to loosen up a little before trickling into the flow of weary bodies.
Coming to a stop deep within the crowd, the girl could not help the nervous energy in her veins. Her anxiety began a steady incline as she continued to wait for everyone to filter in, impatience evident on her features. The youthful girl fidgeted nervously, ready to get this thing over with as a voice suddenly rose above the idle chatter of those around her. Finally! Her glaring luminaries would focus on the familiar shape of Axel's head, having seen him a few times during the walk here. One hand remained at the ready in case shit hit the fan, but other than that she held herself relatively at ease. Sometimes that was the best way to trick an enemy, make yourself appear open, like an easy target, but then give them a vicious surprise.
The announcements were boring, there was no word more fitting. Sure, Prometheus was declared dead, but that hadn't been too much of a surprise. There was always one death with these things. With a large group of people on the move those things just happened. It's not as though the girl had even known the leader all that well, she had no tears left to cry for him or anyone on that matter. As for the announcement of their new home only a few miles away, the girl would not allow herself to feel any sort of relief. Something had remained unsaid there, some unknown reason as to why they hadn't just continued all the way over there rather than resting here. Coming to this hotel had already cost them quite some time where instead they could have kept walking. Still the girl would not question it, it was best not to draw any attention to herself just yet, so she remained silent. It was always a question she could ask later, without holding everyone else up.
The sooner this was over, the better; it was too warm and crowded in here already. But of course someone pretentious would go ahead and ask the dumbest questions one could ask at this time. Those things could have waited until morning, or until he could speak with Axel in private. But no, this guy, who probably a blue blood if he couldn't even read a map, had to go and open that loud, annoying mouth of his. Stifling a sigh, the girl would run one hand through her tousled locks, changing her pose to a more comfortable one. It was obvious they would be here a while if the blue blooded were to become a pain in the neck already. What a shame. But at least he had gotten to the point instead of rambling on and on like some others who believed themselves to hold a higher stature. Now if only the others would begin dispersing once again, that would be lovely.