Niklas Kalliope Wright (knowingmore) wrote in lost_world, @ 2015-05-19 18:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | niklas wright, simon forte |
Seeking counsel and consolation elsewhere? (Simon)
Anger, shame, pride, frustration, confusion, anxious, loss, frustration which was totally different from the previous frustration. Niks was feeling so many things so strongly that part of her wanted nothing more than to curl up and sleep. She wanted to find her way back to her home, where she truly belonged because apparently she didn't belong here. She couldn't even seduce a man who she was fairly certain wanted her. Unless it wasn't about that, a small voice said. It was usually the small voice that came up with all the many fairy tale suggestions, but now it was trying to bring reason in?
She wished she had some gift that would allow her to blow things up, or create bad weather, or anything that could be a hint destructive. At least in the Dreamlands she had some semblance of control, the world turning to her whim just a little. Here? Here it was left to everyone else, even those damnable aliens. No, especially those damnable aliens.
The librarian didnt' exactly run nor did she stroll down the halls; her longs legs ate up the distance, but she had no real destination. Or so she thought. She'd continued walking until she found a spot on the beach, plush blanket set out, and an umbrella set to give just the right shade. It begged for her to take a little rest. The owner is probably swimming, said the little voice. She ignored the little voice that agreed with a good bit of what Evan had said. The little voice was once more Niks' enemy.
She settled on the blanket and stretched out, with every intention of finding her desired escape. She did get sleep, but all the twists and turns she followed never got her to the stairs. When she woke up, she felt even more frustrated, and it was then she screamed. Well, inwardly. Evan's "admonition" had struck something; she wouldn't act like a complete fae brat. No, she screamed inwardly in frustration and pain. A certain name or more a feeling went along with it. She needed someone who could understand, or come close to it.
Where was Simon?