Steve Rogers (![]() ![]() @ 2021-08-25 10:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread/narrative, ₴ inactive: shuri, ₴ inactive: steve rogers, → week 019 (the monolith) |
Considering how calm things were compared to the last week, Steve had a chance to finish up the sketches and drawings he started during the quiet and sleepless nights. It gave him a chance to think about the things he spoke about with the people closest to him here, too.
He needed to shift his mindset. If he really was giving up the reigns, he needed to fall in line better. And being less bullheaded in the heat of the moment, no matter if he can handle the situation. He should stop throwing himself in front of danger too, but that bit would never change. At heart, he was a protector and would give himself over his friends any day. He just had to think things through better, even if the insanity at times in Derleth made things difficult.
Steve was planning to take a walk, maybe find a spot to relax outside for a while but figured he would make a stop first. He'd promised sketches to a number of people and his book was filling up. Soon he'd have to find a new one, but not before he handed out the ones he needed to. And Shuri was going to be first. He thought she was one of the people that could benefit from a piece of home. He went up a floor to her dorm and knocked.