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Jaenelle is deeply distressed. She's locked herself in her study again, pacing back and forth, going over and over the events of last night and trying to decide what in Hell's name she should do. And she really has no idea. She wishes, fervently, that Saetan were here. He'd know what to do.
It grates on her that she's a healer, and she hurt someone. On accident, true, but someone who didn't, much as she hates admitting it, really deserve it. That much has come clear to her so far. And she may have lost a friend on his account, a friend who is very, very dear to her. Perhaps more than one.
She starts to feel teary and sits down hard, trying to bite her lip so she doesn't cry. It's just not fair. Why does everything have to be so hard? Everything she does seems to turn out wrong. And now she's tired and feels sick and it's getting close to That Time of the Month again, which is just wonderful on top of everything else, and -
She misses Saetan. She misses Lorn. And she misses Kaelas.
Of course, Kaelas would probably just offer to kill someone for her.
The thought makes her giggle while she's sniffling, but it's something at least. To keep her from feeling like an utter failure. Which Jaenelle is wont to do.
Come say hello to a miserable, miserable witch!
It grates on her that she's a healer, and she hurt someone. On accident, true, but someone who didn't, much as she hates admitting it, really deserve it. That much has come clear to her so far. And she may have lost a friend on his account, a friend who is very, very dear to her. Perhaps more than one.
She starts to feel teary and sits down hard, trying to bite her lip so she doesn't cry. It's just not fair. Why does everything have to be so hard? Everything she does seems to turn out wrong. And now she's tired and feels sick and it's getting close to That Time of the Month again, which is just wonderful on top of everything else, and -
She misses Saetan. She misses Lorn. And she misses Kaelas.
Of course, Kaelas would probably just offer to kill someone for her.
The thought makes her giggle while she's sniffling, but it's something at least. To keep her from feeling like an utter failure. Which Jaenelle is wont to do.
Come say hello to a miserable, miserable witch!