New surroundings. Who cares?

Apr 21, 2010 08:24

Esme had changed since John and Emma left. It probably started with John completely forgetting who she was, or maybe it started when she arrived on the team in general. Whatever the case, the formerly perky and vocal sonokinetic had become quiet and quite reserved. She didn't speak unless she had to and she'd been keeping to herself.

While everyone had gone out into town to see the new base, Esme stayed behind to help set the kitchen up. After a quick breakfast and a moment to wash her dishes, Esme was sitting at the table with a book in front of her. She didn't even know what she was reading. She'd just grabbed it from the shelf. She'd even been reading the first line repeatedly for the past ten minutes.

Esme wasn't about to flaunt how distracted she was. Frankly, it was no ones business but her own and should anyone come to talk to her or try to talk to her, it's likely they'll get cold shouldered or short answers.

Despite the chair being turned backwards for the comfort of her wings, she was letting them hang. Occasionally, she'd pull them in if someone went to walk by but for the most part, they touched the ground and the awkward bends where they'd broken and never healed properly were even more obvious than usual.

✝ fred 'blob' dukes, ✝ esme 'demon' meyers, jack hendley, atticus bergenson

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