002 [action | ota]
[Chel sits by the fountain, fidgeting with her communicator. The Mist was gone, for now, but her worries weren't quite put to ease. Her thoughts went to Tulio and Miguel. After all, they had the most contact with it as of late, but for some reason she wasn't up for being so confrontational. Maybe Miguel would contact her like he did before, to let her know. Or Tulio would find her...something. Maybe they weren't ready to see her, or...
Now she was just making up excuses.
She couldn't pin down why going to them bothered her so much. Maybe she was scared something worse had happened and she hadn't been there to stop it. Again. She lets out a sigh and puts her communicator aside, leaning back on the ledge of the fountain. She'd go find them when she was ready. Right?]
Now she was just making up excuses.
She couldn't pin down why going to them bothered her so much. Maybe she was scared something worse had happened and she hadn't been there to stop it. Again. She lets out a sigh and puts her communicator aside, leaning back on the ledge of the fountain. She'd go find them when she was ready. Right?]