Shannon Rogers (shannon_rogers) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2018-05-28 00:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, loki, lucy, shannon rogers |
Who: Shannon, Lucy, and Loki
Where: Wheel one, shopping area
What: Being attacked
When: Wednesday/Thursday
Rating: TBD
Open: No
Status: On going
Most would say Shannon did not have a healthy fear of anything. She found she only was afraid of the things she couldn't control. The health and wellbeing of her family. As small as it was, it was much larger than it had been. And she treasured each one of them. Loved them. An emotion she wouldn't have admitted to having until recently. At least not for more than Katherine. Loki's death had changed all that. While she might not speak the words often. She let how she felt about each one of them show in her face, at the very least. She found herself uttering the words more and more, than she ever had in her life, since her brother had died. What would John think of her now? It had taken a lot of doing, but she had managed to convince herself Loki was not going to melt away if she took a little time to herself. She found time to wander the posh shops on the wheel that they'd taken residence. Shannon picked out a few dresses that she felt that the god of mischief might find appealing. As well as a few other things. She was standing in front of a window to a shop that held some very pretty hair combs, and other decorative items, when the first incident happened. A few doors down she heard a great crash, before that she'd seen a few of the ghosts floating around, but thought nothing of it. She stepped back and called out. "Hello? Do you need any help?" She had thought herself alone, but maybe that wasn't the case. |