Heather Cameron // Lifeguard (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} legendarygirl) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} timerift_log,@ 2022-03-15 19:25:00 |
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What: Trying so hard to assimilate
When: Early evening
Where: Near Hobknob's coffee
Warnings: TBD
It had taken so much out of her to even think about leaving the Enclave. The people that lived there seemed to be... Very nice. And Kate was nice even if it was awkward having a roommate with this body. She couldn't sit on chairs, so her feet were on all sorts of pieces of furniture. That was impolite so she felt bad about that. Her wings had knocked many things over when she turned but she had very quickly learned that, in the magical world, shatterproof glasses meant that they just reversed themselves and put themselves back together... So that was neat.
That morning had started a little differently. She had left their particular domicile to peer outside from the building's front door. Nothing terrible had happened but she'd seen someone she didn't know and had rushed back to her bedroom before she could stop herself. It had taken her all day to work up the courage to go back out again. By the time she managed it, the sun was starting to set.
She was shaking like a leaf as she stopped outside of the local coffee-and-tea joint. Heather had never been afraid to be out in public before this but now it was the looks she was getting as people passed that bothered her. So far, most of them had been just curious and while being stared at in general was nothing new, it just felt wrong now. And there wasn't really a place to squeeze in between buildings to hide. Some strange passerby touched one of her wings in a way that was definitely on purpose and she quickly turned to press her back against a wall. "Don't--"