mystiquen_id (mystiquen_id) wrote in x_2012, @ 2010-06-04 01:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | reaver |
Who: Mystique OT Karr, Angel, Smoke
What: There's been a delay in the departure, and she's NOT HAPPY. Double so about running into the horny little feral. And to add insult to injury (and it might well become a real injury) she runs into a face she recognizes (and isn't at all happy to see at Haven!)
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Walking around Haven.
Warnings: it's Mysti. Who knows.
She'd fully intended to have shaken the dust of this place from her feet by now. Fully. Intended. And she'd like to be able to point fingers and say someone (else) was at fault. But the simple fact of the matter was that shit multiplied exponentially. What had seemed straight forward when she'd left Erik's office had gotten much more complicated with the addition of Siryn, her own conversation with Kurt, and the decisions that Sean had made. In truth, she'd never had much in the way of stuff since it just slowed her down. That was her heritage talking, but it was a heritage that had served her well in the life she'd led.
Now, though, there was a delay. She'd hoped to have left that morning, but no. First Sean had wanted to check on Siryn and see if she was coming with them. Then more packing.
Finally, she'd been about to snap and decided to take a stroll, get some air, relax....
Think.
She had a lot to think about, though she didn't want to admit it. So as she walked, deep in thought, around the Haven grounds, she let her mind wander where it would, mostly weighing these decisions, thinking about what she'd done, what she hadn't done, what she'd left undone....
Just thinking.