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fandomtownies2014-03-12 09:46 am
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The park- Wednesday afternoon
So. Aeryn was still here.
She'd gone up in her Prowler a few times to look for Moya, but still found nothing. She hadn't been able to get in contact with anyone, no one seemed to know what she was talking about regarding the cloud she'd come through, and she wasn't at all sure that anyone was still looking for her. She was still in some nice denial about actually being stranded, but she accepted that it was denial, which was probably a good step. She supposed. She wasn't great at this whole feelings thing.
She'd secured a place to stay, but had mostly been keeping to herself so far. Everyone had been perfectly fine to her, but she had her reasons for not trusting people immediately here. But as she hadn't been captured or threatened with dissection yet, she decided it was worth it to get out for some alone time in a nice open place, like that might clear her head some.
Mostly, though, she was sitting on a bench and watching the funny pink birds she hadn't known existed.
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She'd gone up in her Prowler a few times to look for Moya, but still found nothing. She hadn't been able to get in contact with anyone, no one seemed to know what she was talking about regarding the cloud she'd come through, and she wasn't at all sure that anyone was still looking for her. She was still in some nice denial about actually being stranded, but she accepted that it was denial, which was probably a good step. She supposed. She wasn't great at this whole feelings thing.
She'd secured a place to stay, but had mostly been keeping to herself so far. Everyone had been perfectly fine to her, but she had her reasons for not trusting people immediately here. But as she hadn't been captured or threatened with dissection yet, she decided it was worth it to get out for some alone time in a nice open place, like that might clear her head some.
Mostly, though, she was sitting on a bench and watching the funny pink birds she hadn't known existed.
[Open!]
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Cecil waved at the person he didn't recognize. "Hello!"
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Mostly she just gave a nod, because Aeryn sucked at conversation starting.
[Sorry, dealing with massive headache tonight.]
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He smiled at her as Foucault went off to
spookplay with the other flamingos. "I haven't seen you before. Hi, I'm Cecil."[No worries! Ping back, SP, and ignoring are all good. :) I just can't resist throwing Cecil at people.]