[OPEN] Moving Day~
Who: Himura Tomoe and OPEN!
What: Moving from Casualty Communal to the Creeping Crypt
Where: Casualty Communal => Creeping Crypt
Rating: PG unless someone brings a higher rating with them
When: Afternoon, January 16th
The fallout from her little binge earlier in the week had not been nearly as bad as it could have been. It certainly helped that her job started so late in the morning, most of the ill effects had been slept off by the time she needed to be functional. Of course the reasons behind it were still there and ever present, and while a decent sized hangover had been a distraction it didn’t stop the situation and her thoughts from taking hold of her again. Every time she entered the building, every time she stood in the doorway of her own apartment, every night she sat up alone trying to sleep, it rose up to suffocate her.
Three days was all she could take. Her state of mind had become unbearable, and enough of it was linked to that building and that room, so much that she had finally resolved to leave them. There was nothing holding her there, after all. And so, the morning of the sixteenth she had packed the few belongings she had, mostly clothing she had procured the prior month through necessity. In all, it fit it two paper bags, which had actually been used when she had procured the clothing in the first place (‘purchased’ couldn’t be the word, after all, it had been provided as necessity by showing her communicator).
She did not bother notifying anyone of her decision. By all rights only two people even knew where she stayed… and all things considered it didn’t seem like she was a big enough factor to call attention to herself. (Or perhaps it was because she didn’t want to take the chance of having to explain herself…)
Regardless, she gathered her bags together early Saturday afternoon, took one last look around the room… and left, heading toward Creeping Crypt.
[ooc; open for whatever! She’s just… walking down the street with a couple of… bags… whoop~]
What: Moving from Casualty Communal to the Creeping Crypt
Where: Casualty Communal => Creeping Crypt
Rating: PG unless someone brings a higher rating with them
When: Afternoon, January 16th
The fallout from her little binge earlier in the week had not been nearly as bad as it could have been. It certainly helped that her job started so late in the morning, most of the ill effects had been slept off by the time she needed to be functional. Of course the reasons behind it were still there and ever present, and while a decent sized hangover had been a distraction it didn’t stop the situation and her thoughts from taking hold of her again. Every time she entered the building, every time she stood in the doorway of her own apartment, every night she sat up alone trying to sleep, it rose up to suffocate her.
Three days was all she could take. Her state of mind had become unbearable, and enough of it was linked to that building and that room, so much that she had finally resolved to leave them. There was nothing holding her there, after all. And so, the morning of the sixteenth she had packed the few belongings she had, mostly clothing she had procured the prior month through necessity. In all, it fit it two paper bags, which had actually been used when she had procured the clothing in the first place (‘purchased’ couldn’t be the word, after all, it had been provided as necessity by showing her communicator).
She did not bother notifying anyone of her decision. By all rights only two people even knew where she stayed… and all things considered it didn’t seem like she was a big enough factor to call attention to herself. (Or perhaps it was because she didn’t want to take the chance of having to explain herself…)
Regardless, she gathered her bags together early Saturday afternoon, took one last look around the room… and left, heading toward Creeping Crypt.
[ooc; open for whatever! She’s just… walking down the street with a couple of… bags… whoop~]