inundate our veins
aw - spar
Professor
03-12-2024, 05:39 PM
Actually, you know what? Fuck you. Fuck today. Fuck everything. Jael doesn't know how to cope with her feelings, she doesn't know how to handle her emotions, and frankly? She doesn't want to. Nope, doesn't give a shit. Doesn't give a shit about the right way, the proper coping mechanisms, any of it. She's too sad, alright? Too overwhelmed with all the feelings that she barely gives herself permission to feel, Jael copes in the ways she knows how. Overwhelmed. Loss, grief, fear. There's the anxiety that's crept in, that lives in her bones. The nightmares that plague her sleep. Feeling. Jael feels too much, and it leads to something like combustion. There are appropriate places to look for a fight. Even if she's in a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory mood, she's not a monster. Turning up on the battlefield looking for a fight is part for the course out here, no? That's the whole intent. Jael makes her way to one of the pits and takes a few steps back. Looking for a coping mechanism, the girl tilts her head back and shatters the stillness of the autumn afternoon. Who knew if it would help? Can't hurt, at least. |
As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.
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