WHO: Shockwave and Giselle
WHERE: Wavehouse
WHEN: Laaaate evening 8/10
WARNINGS: LADYWEEPING
SUMMARY: are all the good things ruined forever aka SHOCKWAVE IS OFFICIALLY NOT THE MOST DEPRESSED
FORMAT: No
Giselle was safe and sound, safe and home - a home, not hers. Not the sweet little tree hollow she'd spent so many happy years in with all of her delightful forest friends. There were no rainbows breaking through the clouds after a misty, rainy morning, kissing the leaves just enough to leave droplets that caught the light like perfect little jewels. No songs to sing, no cookies to bake or happy dreams to sing of...No, no happy dreams at all. How could she possibly fall asleep now? Not after something so scary.
It felt like the tears would never end, and when they did, why...all her mind had to do was wander back to those scary moments and she was sad all over again. Sad and scared and lonely. She missed Pip and the forest animals. She missed Edward. Edward, who had rescued her from scary things once before...For all the things that happened in the City, why couldn't she have her Edward? Instead, she'd been so frightened of her rescuer she had screamed in his face and practically tripped over herself with fright. It was all wrong, and she just didn't know what to do.
She wept, face buried into the pillows of the bed that was hers for the time being. Panthro and the others were there - sweet, sweet creatures that they were, they worried for her so and she loved them very much, but...but she was just so sad. The saddest she'd ever been. It was just too much to process.