Monday, 1/21/08
Who: Mai and Open
What: Satisfying her delusions
Where: Courtyard in front of the Student Lounge
When: Monday Evening
Mai braced her right shoulder against the tree, taking deep breaths and counting slowly. "1...2...3...4!" Her entire body went rigid as she threw all her strength into pushing, trying to topple the 50-foot pine. She stepped back, breathing heavily. In spite of the lowering temperature, she had thrown on a tank-top and a pair of thin jeans, and a worn pair of shoes that appeared soaked through with snow. Laying her shoulder to the tree again, she counted down under her breath. "...3...4!"
She stepped back again, one hand straying to rub her shoulder lightly. Her skin, unprotected from the cold, had taken on a somewhat blueish tinge, accentuated by the multiple bruises and oozing scrapes covering her right side. She nodded firmly to herself, smiling as much as her chattering teeth would allow. "Now it's standing straight," she murmured, surveying the tree as she walked around it. Never mind that it stood at the exact same angle as it did before she went to work on it.
What: Satisfying her delusions
Where: Courtyard in front of the Student Lounge
When: Monday Evening
Mai braced her right shoulder against the tree, taking deep breaths and counting slowly. "1...2...3...4!" Her entire body went rigid as she threw all her strength into pushing, trying to topple the 50-foot pine. She stepped back, breathing heavily. In spite of the lowering temperature, she had thrown on a tank-top and a pair of thin jeans, and a worn pair of shoes that appeared soaked through with snow. Laying her shoulder to the tree again, she counted down under her breath. "...3...4!"
She stepped back again, one hand straying to rub her shoulder lightly. Her skin, unprotected from the cold, had taken on a somewhat blueish tinge, accentuated by the multiple bruises and oozing scrapes covering her right side. She nodded firmly to herself, smiling as much as her chattering teeth would allow. "Now it's standing straight," she murmured, surveying the tree as she walked around it. Never mind that it stood at the exact same angle as it did before she went to work on it.