Susan Sto Helit (innerbabysitter) wrote in bearandbarnacle, @ 2009-08-29 21:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | arrival, susanpost |
Susan: Other: Arrival
She's been wandering this new town her whole day off. It felt good to get out of Ankh-Morpork. The city was the center of her world, but it did get tiresome after a while. It wasn't that she didn't love the children with all her heart, it was just, well... noisy. She has no place to be alone with her thoughts, and with the exception of Quoth, who really only wanted to talk about eyeballs, and Death of Rats, who really just wanted to talk about...well...the obvious, she wasn't exactly rich with friends and good conversation.
Aside from the ghost, of course, but he was so far away from counting she didn't even want to consider it.
Pushing her cloak's hood back from her face, she steps into the warmth of the first pub she's found, hoping it will be nicer than the ones at home.
Not that they aern't adequite. She just needs something...different.