Gaia is the domina of the House of Lust (allidesire) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2013-01-21 20:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | gaia, gannicus |
Who: Gannicus and Gaia
What: Gaia's been a bit more reclusive since returning from the trip and Gannicus can't stand to see a beautiful woman be sad.
When: This evening
Where: Gaia's room
Warnings: Language is a given, anything else is TBA
Despite having relaxed on the trip with Regina and Katherine, Gaia wasn't as out-going and social as she typically was. The Roman woman had a lot on her mind and heart, which wasn't something that she was used to. Gaia was able to brush nearly anything off, able to mend any wound struck to her with some pretty new bauble or expensive dress. But this was not something that could be rectified by material possessions. This went to a far deeper level that Gaia had never really felt before. Then again, she'd never truly cared for anyone other than herself, but Lucretia had always been the exception to that. And now she found herself caring for Galen, Katherine, Regina and Gannicus. She knew she could talk to them, but she was trying to make sense of the things in her own head. It was an incredibly strange feeling, and Gaia didn't like it, but what could she do? Her fate was out of her hands. In her world, certain death awaited her almost the moment she returned. In this world, there was a constant threat of death. So no matter how she looked at it, death was a constant worry. At least here she also had the option of living. And she rather enjoyed being alive, so she typically kept her head down and away from anything potentially dangerous.
Due to her somewhat antisocial state, Gaia was in her room, lounging on her bed. The door of her room was open, showing she was not opposed to company should someone wish to come in. Sighing heavily, Gaia rolled onto her side, propping herself up on an elbow. She gazed out the floor-to-ceiling window to the Roman bath on the other side of it. Her gaze, however, was dark and distant, clouded with thoughts of her home. It would be one she would never feel the pleasures of again. She would never see Lucretia again. Tullius would kill her, and knowing the nature of the Seal, she knew she was living on borrowed time. Gaia was trying to make the best of what she had in this place, but after some introspection she'd done on the vacation, it was more than a little difficult to enjoy what she did have here. As she'd never felt like this before, Gaia wasn't certain how exactly to handle this. So Gaia would allow herself to brood alone for the meantime, and put it all aside when she was around the others. It was how she'd always gone through life before, and she wouldn't stop unless someone pointedly asked her about it.