DREAM TRAINING [incomplete]
Where: Facilier's Office
When: A little out of the blue
Who: Lottie and Facilier
What: Dream Training
Warnings: IDEK. HORRIBLENESS THAT ISN'T PINK? I have no clue.
This, hands down, had to be the dumbest thing she ever did. Her heart was racing a thousand miles a minute, and her hands were trembling slightly.
She took a deep breath. “Get a grip, Lottie. You can do this!” Her voice was hushed, and it didn’t calm her nerves any. She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t want to rely on help from the Shadowman. But she remembered how awful it was to see Elizabeth covered in wounds from her expedition to Berk, and she couldn’t bear to see any of her other friends meet such a fate, if not a worse one. If she became as mentally strong as she was physically, maybe she could prevent that from happening to them.
Then there was Syndrome, who told her that she could be brave and confident. She wanted to make him happy, to have his approval. Things had been busy for him on his side, and they hadn’t started her tutoring yet. But, she has to start somewhere, right? And there was nothing more anxiety-inducing than the Shadowman. If she could learn to overcome him, his voodoo, and the Mist all in one swoop, then she’d be set.
Lottie knew all this, but it didn’t stop her skin from feeling clammy or her heart leaping into her throat.
It took her a few tries, removing her hand at the last second, but she eventually took a deep breath and rapped lightly on Facilier’s door.
When: A little out of the blue
Who: Lottie and Facilier
What: Dream Training
Warnings: IDEK. HORRIBLENESS THAT ISN'T PINK? I have no clue.
This, hands down, had to be the dumbest thing she ever did. Her heart was racing a thousand miles a minute, and her hands were trembling slightly.
She took a deep breath. “Get a grip, Lottie. You can do this!” Her voice was hushed, and it didn’t calm her nerves any. She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t want to rely on help from the Shadowman. But she remembered how awful it was to see Elizabeth covered in wounds from her expedition to Berk, and she couldn’t bear to see any of her other friends meet such a fate, if not a worse one. If she became as mentally strong as she was physically, maybe she could prevent that from happening to them.
Then there was Syndrome, who told her that she could be brave and confident. She wanted to make him happy, to have his approval. Things had been busy for him on his side, and they hadn’t started her tutoring yet. But, she has to start somewhere, right? And there was nothing more anxiety-inducing than the Shadowman. If she could learn to overcome him, his voodoo, and the Mist all in one swoop, then she’d be set.
Lottie knew all this, but it didn’t stop her skin from feeling clammy or her heart leaping into her throat.
It took her a few tries, removing her hand at the last second, but she eventually took a deep breath and rapped lightly on Facilier’s door.