// now I've been crazy, couldn't you tell? //
'Maybe some other time' was small comfort, not the kind of thing a passionate dreamer wanted to hear, but as it wasn't a flat no, it would have to do. And somewhere deep down, past stubbornness and the insistent need to try before giving up, Maea was almost relieved. If she doubted her own ability now, nothing good could come of it. There were so many things she needed to do - train and heal and retrieve her companion and find some way to make peace with who and what she had become - and now, even though it stung to admit it, she had no excuse to postpone it.
Signaling for the bartender to make her a refill, she let the change of plans - the third one, in almost as many weeks - sink in along with Flora's words. "To slow change, then, and an end to the invasion." Her smile had a bleak look about it, but given enough time the pale-faced ancient was sure to bounce back even from this setback. "Want a refill? Suddenly I feel like drowning a few sorrows." And tomorrow after the hangover had settled, she'd have to start job hunting for real. Since Guardian was no longer on the table, and she still had to make a living while chasing those bloody roses... A sigh escaped her, morose yet almost exaggerated - "It's ironic how often I'm forced to change my plans, given how little I care for it," she commented, a wry smile tugging on the corner of her mouth.
Signaling for the bartender to make her a refill, she let the change of plans - the third one, in almost as many weeks - sink in along with Flora's words. "To slow change, then, and an end to the invasion." Her smile had a bleak look about it, but given enough time the pale-faced ancient was sure to bounce back even from this setback. "Want a refill? Suddenly I feel like drowning a few sorrows." And tomorrow after the hangover had settled, she'd have to start job hunting for real. Since Guardian was no longer on the table, and she still had to make a living while chasing those bloody roses... A sigh escaped her, morose yet almost exaggerated - "It's ironic how often I'm forced to change my plans, given how little I care for it," she commented, a wry smile tugging on the corner of her mouth.
Maea
// I threw stones at the stars but the whole sky fell //
