but now it's just another show
Moira had never been one to shy away from a problem, to pretend her troubles away, inclined rather to face them head on and worry at them determinedly until she set them right. Admitting defeat was rarely an option, though she wasn't too proud, either, to admit that, at times, it was best to pick your battles. Loss was a fact of life for her, but there was a vast difference between accepting a thing and welcoming it. All the same, she'd been as apt to bury herself in her books here as she'd once been to hide in her lab, a solution she was beginning to realize was not much of a solution at all.
The others were right to turn their attention to improving the island, making life better while they were here instead of spending all their time looking for some way home. She wasn't about to give up on the latter, but with the announcement of the science exhibition to be held later, she'd turned her attention to developing a project and some research she would be able to share then, something for here and now. The problem with this, though, was the realization that accompanied this halfhearted acceptance: that it would be some time before she returned to the life she'd thought she was willing to leave behind. The team was here, in part, and she still found she missed them, missed Charley, missed her Sean. Time and again, she'd locked herself away from them, but part of what had made that so easy wasn't a lack of affection, but that she'd known, before, that she could always come back out again to find them there.
Finding somewhere quiet wasn't difficult on the island, but shutting off those kinds of thoughts was sometimes difficult, and that proved to be the case today, her mind full as, notebook in hand, she made her way toward the aviary, hoping for a little peace. Instead she found Ishiah there and smiled, thinking a familiar face, even one she didn't know especially well, might prove to be the distraction she needed to clear her mind and let her focus again. "Enjoyin' the afternoon?"
The others were right to turn their attention to improving the island, making life better while they were here instead of spending all their time looking for some way home. She wasn't about to give up on the latter, but with the announcement of the science exhibition to be held later, she'd turned her attention to developing a project and some research she would be able to share then, something for here and now. The problem with this, though, was the realization that accompanied this halfhearted acceptance: that it would be some time before she returned to the life she'd thought she was willing to leave behind. The team was here, in part, and she still found she missed them, missed Charley, missed her Sean. Time and again, she'd locked herself away from them, but part of what had made that so easy wasn't a lack of affection, but that she'd known, before, that she could always come back out again to find them there.
Finding somewhere quiet wasn't difficult on the island, but shutting off those kinds of thoughts was sometimes difficult, and that proved to be the case today, her mind full as, notebook in hand, she made her way toward the aviary, hoping for a little peace. Instead she found Ishiah there and smiled, thinking a familiar face, even one she didn't know especially well, might prove to be the distraction she needed to clear her mind and let her focus again. "Enjoyin' the afternoon?"