Who: Alessa Gillespie, and Aang What: Alessa still can't sleep even after her visit with Heather, so heads out to the gardens. When: Around 1am of February 18th. Where: The gardens of the Hyperion. Rating: TBD, but likely low. Status: Thread: Incomplete
Alessa wasn't entirely sure if her visit with Heather had done much good, and it had come to a point where the two had to say goodnight to each other, and go there separate ways. It was pretty late; which made the brunette decide to teleport home. No ceremonies; she walked inside, and checked in. She didn't go to her room though. She couldn't sleep, so why bother going in there? Instead she made a detour to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water, and an apple which she ran cold water over.
She contemplated staying in the kitchen, but decided that she really didn't want to. It dawned on her that she hadn't been to the gardens in quite a while. "Hnn, I could do some star gazing." She made up her mind. Water and apple in hand; she made her way to the gardens, and stepped outside. Her focus was mainly on the nightsky, so she didn't notice the young boy, and she didn't pay too much to the large creature in the garden. She took to eating the apple, and drinking from the bottle while staring at the starry night. "It's quite amazing how the ancients would look to the stars to tell them the answers they sought."