09-26-2014, 03:46 PM
Asha settled quickly enough, buzzing faintly with the transient emotions of those around her. When the adrenaline drained, she felt it flag a little hollowness in her own energy - reminding her that she didn't want to leave it too long before she began the journey back to her car. Otherwise her attention remained on her company, pleasantly curious now her frame of perception had returned to normal. You'd be surprised what happens in Moscow. Her lips quirked a little smirk at that, mostly to herself.
As they talked, her chin dropped to rest in her palm. To draw strength from Emily's reassurance, she also felt the fatigue - and all the little worries that buried beneath her warm exterior. But it was better than the alternatives. The other girl, Sasha, was a bundle of bad feeling she shied away from. Not that she meant to ignore the woman, but it helped push herself away from those leaking feelings. And Ayden was simply distant, maybe a little bored. It was all background, there but only peripheral - something she'd never realised before she could find comforting.
The man was grinning when he returned some time later, and made a joke that vaguely bothered her. She'd felt that man die. But of course if the bullet had gone through the girl's brain instead, she'd have felt that too. It wasn't blame she felt, just a desire to distance herself from the memories, and a reluctance to talk about it. "Asha."
She tacked her name after Emily's, pleasantly enough. The fear had evaporated without a discernible trace.
"And I'm travelling through. Or maybe I'll stay awhile, I'm not sure yet. It's expensive here, though. And, you know, some of the locals."
She fed off the undercurrents of sarcasm, though smirked when she said it. Why the man had had a gun to Sasha'a head in the first place she didn't ask, but she hadn't overlooked all Sebastian's tattoos. That didn't matter so much as how three of the four around the table had the ability to slip entirely from her radar though.
Edited by Asha, Sep 26 2014, 03:46 PM.
As they talked, her chin dropped to rest in her palm. To draw strength from Emily's reassurance, she also felt the fatigue - and all the little worries that buried beneath her warm exterior. But it was better than the alternatives. The other girl, Sasha, was a bundle of bad feeling she shied away from. Not that she meant to ignore the woman, but it helped push herself away from those leaking feelings. And Ayden was simply distant, maybe a little bored. It was all background, there but only peripheral - something she'd never realised before she could find comforting.
The man was grinning when he returned some time later, and made a joke that vaguely bothered her. She'd felt that man die. But of course if the bullet had gone through the girl's brain instead, she'd have felt that too. It wasn't blame she felt, just a desire to distance herself from the memories, and a reluctance to talk about it. "Asha."
She tacked her name after Emily's, pleasantly enough. The fear had evaporated without a discernible trace.
"And I'm travelling through. Or maybe I'll stay awhile, I'm not sure yet. It's expensive here, though. And, you know, some of the locals."
She fed off the undercurrents of sarcasm, though smirked when she said it. Why the man had had a gun to Sasha'a head in the first place she didn't ask, but she hadn't overlooked all Sebastian's tattoos. That didn't matter so much as how three of the four around the table had the ability to slip entirely from her radar though.
Edited by Asha, Sep 26 2014, 03:46 PM.