Who: Lorna Dane and Open What: Avoiding what she did in her apartment and trying to calm herself down. Where: Park When: A little bit after this. Warnings: It's Lorna so probably some language and will update if anything else pops up. Status: Open, in progress.
That stupid nightmare just had to keep on haunting her every now and again, especially this time when the whole thing shifted a bit. Lorna had it under control or she did until the nightmare had to go and change itself, making it worse than it had been. All she wanted to do was burn everything to the ground; however, the inner battle going on inside her head was slightly under control and Lorna was finding herself able to keep her head on straight for the most part. Right now she was wishing Marcos was around. With his ability, she’d be warm right now since she didn’t want to go back for the right jacket or different clothes, dealing with the one she had on. Stubborn as ever, the cold was easier to deal with than whatever was waiting for her back at the apartment. A mess, people who probably heard the whole thing, and whatever the hell else waiting for her. All things she wasn’t in the mood to deal with right now. Then adding in the fact this clothes allowed it to be more noticeable about the bump that was starting, which she was able to hide with baggy clothes. Nope, still wasn’t worth the hassle of going back to the apartments and it wasn’t like a lot of people were out at this hour.
Instead, after walking around to see nothing was really open at this hour, Lorna found herself sitting on a park bench. The advice she heard over and over all the time of focus on something else, control your breathing, blah blah blah was running through her head. Of course, she knew she had to get her anger under control, it couldn’t be healthy for the baby, and it probably wasn’t good for her either. Only the advice was having the opposite effect, groaning, she ran her fingers through her green hair before turning in the seat. “Focus,” with not having her knife or the amulet on her, she settled for the next best thing. Using her powers, she started to pull a nail out of the bench, hoping that would keep her mind busy for a while.