silvermoonlady (silvermoonlady) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-06-04 06:49:00 |
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Sydni was fidgeting in her room. She kept getting up and checking her bookshelves, as if she were choosing a book. However, nothing interested her. Neither did any of the movies. Then she’d sit down and surf through her bookmarks, where nothing new was posted.
Miklos’s lack of a response caused a good deal of anxiety for Sydni. For one, she irrationally thought that perhaps she had somehow offended him. She knew it was irrational, but she wondered if her e-mail had been somehow overly brusque or forceful. Then, she wondered if her guide had left the island for the break. In that case, she might not hear from him until after break. The initial gusto with which she had sent the e-mail had deflated into an anxious frustration, and a week and a half more could only make her more anxious.
The one trait that could overwhelm Sydni’s timidity is her stubbornness. She had set her mind on doing research this break, and that meant she was going to do everything in her power to attain that goal. And that was why she finally did a quick search on the staff directory for Miklos’s office. She had already showered and dressed for the day, and as her obstinacy was now driving her, she did not fret over her first appearance. At least, not as she grabbed her purse and headed quickly down the halls to her guide’s office.
Unfortunately for Sydni, her tenacity could only drive her so far. As she neared Miklos’s office, she began to second-guess herself. There must be a reason he didn’t reply. If it was as she had imagined, he may be opposed to meeting her. That thought slowed her steps considerably, and may have caused an about-face if she had not already dedicated herself to doing this research. She also took some comfort in that Aimee had mentioned she knew Miklos, and she seemed to respect his opinion. They were obviously at least close as colleagues, and Aimee had seemed at least amiable toward Sydni. Perhaps that was something Miklos would share with Aimee. With just one hallway to go, Sydni’s natural shyness struck full force and her heart began to race and she began to feel a bit shaky. She continued on and paused in front of the door taking a few deep breaths. It was at that point she remembered that the clothes she had picked out were really beach-going. A trashy pair of denim board shorts, and an old tank that showed off her tattoo wonderfully. As much as Sydni loved the tattoo, she knew many people took offense to tattoos in and of themselves, and she preferred to be discreet. She did not want negative energy directed at something that was sacred to her.