InsaneJournal

Her second conversation with Lucifer since sleeping with him had not gone how she had planned. She had hoped at that point that they might be able to make up and move on, but it seemed like that was going to be more difficult than she had expected. Mary was quite used to thinking that she had no feelings, even if she knew that was a lie that she told herself so that she didn't get hurt. And what do you know? She was hurt.

Not hurt over any sort of wanting to be with Lucifer. She didn't. But she still liked him quite a great deal, and it hurt her that sleeping with him had seemingly ruined their friendship. That was the last thing that she wanted. Were they really going to have this hangup now? She felt like such an idiot, like such a woman and that made her mad.

Him telling her to keep her distance had been what had upset her most. She had cried in her room after that before getting ready for bed and trying to sleep. It wasn't happening. After an hour of tossing and turning, she pulled on her kimono robe and left the suite to wander up to the observation deck.

It was one of the most beautiful places on the ship, with colorful swirls of nebula floating past. Mary found it relaxing and she hoped that it could be a place where she could sit and think for a while. She curled up on one of the couches and watched the cloud-like clusters of stars out the huge window. From here, she felt engulfed by it.

If she laid there long enough, she would probably fall asleep and be found by a very confused person at the end of the sleep cycle.

[ooc: feel free to find her still awake or having already fallen asleep.]