nature_girl (nature_girl) wrote in devils_tower, @ 2009-02-14 20:33:00 |
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Current mood: | drained |
Entry tags: | gemini, shadow |
Week Thirteen: Monday
Who: Gemini and Anyone she runs into.
When: Early Monday Morning
Where: Wolf territory, wandering south
What: needs timeout of the awkward climate of the house.
Status: COMPLETE
Gemini sighed as she tucked her note to Libby, telling her she was going out for some air, on her pillow, where she guessed it was most likely to be found. Then she tucked a piece of leather she was working on into the bag of tools hanging from her shoulder and silently navigated her way through the tension that was so thick in the house. She checked to be sure that Callum was still out in the backyard, leaning on the wide door frame to watch him as he lounged on the newly painted purple deck. Sigh
The house was so... awkward... not that she neccessarily wanted to break open the giant can of worms that was her and Libby's relationship, but would it help if they just cleared the air? Got all the crap out of the way and sat down and talked about their past and their father? Gemini straightened and walked out of the house, into the rain and the cold. Libby hadn't really spoken to her since that first day. She had gotten her settled in to her very luxurious (at least to Gemini's standards) new bedroom and then told her to help herself to the kitchen and the bathroom. She had smiled lightly when she passed Gemini in the halls. She had not, however, spoken one word besides a murmered "good morning" or "hey". Gemini didn't know what to do...
She walked through the mostly clear streets, not really paying attention to her whereabouts, only knowing that she was wandering south towards rougher looking buildings and emptier streets. All she really saw was the haze in front of her eyes, the memories of those first earth-rattling minutes in the Sundance Library. So much shock and anger an confusion in such a short period of time. Vaguely, Gemini wondered what Libby was thinking... if she had really and truely explained the situation to Wolf yet. How would he take it? Knowing that Gemini was just the "Mistress's Daughter", just "One of HIS"... She shuddered. How would she ever fit in here? But Lord, she wanted to fit in here... She really wanted to fit in here...
Sighing, Gemini looked up, past the edge of her thoughts and let the heavy, early morning rain, pelt her face and wash away the worry lines. She loved the rain. Loved how it swept away dirt and grime and sins in one wash of heavenly water. Thinking how she would love for the rain to wash away the tension in the house as easily as it washed away the tension in her muscles, Gemini sat back in the shadowy doorway of a sturdy, hospital looking building and pulled the scrap of leather out of her bag. She was humming slightly to herself, an old Nat King Cole melody, and working the rough spots out of the dark tan hide, when she first heard the footsteps approaching her hideaway.