[Stellar is sitting on the sand at the beach, her legs tucked under her as she looks at the edge of the water in sad thought. When Nai told her to prove that she wasn't lying in the event, she didn't know what it meant... You either lied or you didn't, right? How could you prove something that you couldn't see?]

Stellar... Stellar wasn't lying...

Stellar... Stellar has to get better... Stellar isn't afraid...

[Kneeling by one of the flower gardens on the grounds outside, Stellar is picking some flowers to keep in her room. Flowers always brighten up spaces, right? At least that's what she read anyway.]

There are a lot of scary people... Does Stellar need to practice...? Leaders never told Stellar to practice between missions...

[She pauses for a moment before the soft scrape of metal is heard over the feed as she removes her assassins knife from its sheath.]

...Some of the scary people... seem strong...

...Stellar should... practice.

[Stellar is sitting on the beach with her jacket zipped all the way up, hiding some of her lower face with the collar, as she looks at the open journal in her hands. She had spoken to Pocahontas weeks ago after the hatemail event and had tried to do her suggestion and write about how she felt... but it didn't go too well. So she's trying again to ( Read more... )

[Stellar is seen sitting on the roof of the mansion with her arms wrapped around her knees, watching the ocean quietly in the distance. She has a blanket with her but she's using it to sit on due to the snow rather than draping it around her from the chill.]

Stellar is confused... How did I get here... It's so quiet... And the ocean looks really ( Read more... )