River Tam (![]() ![]() @ 2009-03-18 10:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | notveryspock, riverrunning, themasterreborn |
Vae's Nine
And some days didn't go so well.
She'd played hard, too hard, and was tired. Her shields were slipping, she was inundated with thoughts and emotions and psychic static on every side, which was frustrating, which was exhausting, which. It was a vicious cycle. She just wanted to go somewhere quiet or get close to someone who could help her hide, but focusing was harder than it had been in weeks.
She was on the verge of crying. Or mentally screaming for help, which she didn't want to do because she'd been *fine*, she could do this. She felt about two.