i_choose (i_choose) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2009-02-01 12:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | hannibal lecter, raven archer |
Clearing the mind. (OPEN)
After the visit to Angel, Inc., Raven had tried to take the detectives' advice. She wasn't happy with the idea of being stuck in the City, but if it was likely that no one at home had even noticed that she was gone, there was really no point in moping. Her family and friends were fine, she was fine, and now she had to move on.
It was easier said than done.
She'd started going to class, and last night she'd taken in a movie. Distractions weren't helping; it was her first time being completely alone, and the solitude was starting to wear on her. So, she'd taken up jogging. There was no sense in planning a route, given the streets' propensity for changing without warning, so she usually just set out aimlessly and trusted that the City would get her home when she started to get tired. Lately, she'd been pretty successful at wearing herself out, which made sleeping much easier. Raven knew that ignoring her problems was a short-term solution at best, but she was willing to give it a go.
She came to a stop on a street corner and pulled the ear-buds from her exposed, pointed ears (Wesley had said that people weren't likely to care what she looked like, and she was taking him at his word), her breathing short and shallow. She was winded; she had no idea how far she'd gone, but she was guessing that John would be giving her a hard time if he could see her. 'That's it, kid?' Raven gulped in some air and looked around. Hrm. Where was she?