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[sheila_nagig]

There's a nice breeze today on the lake.

The tree seems to like it.

...what, never seen a tree dance before?

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[just_a_soldier]

Thankfully Aeryn isn't taking her anger out on stray trees today. Though the idea that this one is somewhat alive, gives her pause.

Zhaan was a plant, but that was different...this was just odd. Still, she's probably too busy sulking to care. And yes, it is that obvious.

[sheila_nagig]

What is there to say? Her bark's way worse than her bite at the minute.

The branches wave. And are probably more inviting than they should be. There seems to be a nice, cooshy patch of moss right at the base of the tree.

[just_a_soldier]

Which Aeryn doesn't sit on. She does, however, lean against the tree. This isn't Lord of the Rings, the likelihood of being eaten is small.

"Living trees are something new. Frelling Milliways."

[sheila_nagig]

But it's such a nice, springy, green, SOFT mosspile! Perfectly sized for Aeryn's tiny little peacekeeper ass!

Also, an excuse for the mun to use exclamation points! The tree pouts!

[just_a_soldier]

Her ass is perfect, like the mosspile, but sitting isn't on her mind.

"I've got my own issues. I don't need this dren from you too." She turned slightly, glaring at the tree.

[sheila_nagig]

I'm a tree.

Of course, Aeryn can't hear the tree talking. But still. The branches wave sympathetically.

[just_a_soldier]

With a sigh, Aeryn sat downwards, bringing her knees up to her chin. It's not like there was anyone but the tree to hear her complain and there was something nice about the fresh air and being able to relax, if only for a microt.

"I never really had a chance...with Jack. And I know I'll survive, that right now I have to show strength...."

[sheila_nagig]

A branch pats her gently on the shoulder.

Sure, it must have been moved by the breeze, right?

But it's still comforting.

[just_a_soldier]

There's a frightening lack of breeze. But Aeryn doesn't flinch.

"Somedays, I wish I'd never come here. But then I wonder what would have happened. I would have stayed on Valldon. Drinking, remembering."

He made me better.

"There are people who care for me here and I --" Care for them.

"I won't forsake that because of one man who can't see what he is missing."

[sheila_nagig]

Guys can be idiots, though.

A sort-of-shrug.

But then again, so can girls.

[just_a_soldier]

Aeryn exhaled, stretching, leaning the back of her head on the trunk.

"I thought he felt something. And I know I do." She shot a sharp glance around, making sure there were no eavesdroppers.

"And I hate it. I don't want to cut off my emotions again. But if I have to, I will."

[sheila_nagig]

The tree doesn't agree with that at all. There should be no cutting off of emotions; they're as necessary as an arm or a leg, and you wouldn't see Aeryn cutting those off either.

She hopes.

[just_a_soldier]

If she had to in order to survive. No hesitation.

"And I can't even hate him." she murmured, rubbing her temples.

[sheila_nagig]

Still listening, sympathetically. Why should she hate him?

[just_a_soldier]

"And I can't even hate...her"

Oh no wait, she can.

[sheila_nagig]

Aaaah. The tree finally understands.

Just give her a description of Jack, or of... her... and she'll whap 'em.