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This was the spot where she first appeared, or at least, this is where Hana believed she first appeared. Thoughts of escape were less frequent now, but she hated the thought that she was actually adjusting to life here and that it was becoming...normal. In the back of her mind, she still blamed Bennett, even though she had no proof. Not that proof was really a requirement when it came to that man. There was still the frustrating thought that while she's wasting time here pulling cheerful clothing out of that box, something Big and Important was going on back home.
Not that big and important (lower case, she noted, even in her head) things weren't happening here. But that was like comparing... What was it that was always compared? Apples and bananas?
At least the box gave her something drab this time, she thought wryly and kicked sand toward the water, watching it ripple and sink. At least it wasn't any more of that fucking tie-die stuff. It was impossible to think when a glance down could blind her with its terrible yellow and orange and pink color scheme. Damn box. If it had a neck, she thought she would have throttled it by now.
[OOC: Open to all. Hana's being all angsty on the beach. Feel free to strike up a conversation or tell her to do something constructive, what have you. ST/LT more than welcome.]
Not that big and important (lower case, she noted, even in her head) things weren't happening here. But that was like comparing... What was it that was always compared? Apples and bananas?
At least the box gave her something drab this time, she thought wryly and kicked sand toward the water, watching it ripple and sink. At least it wasn't any more of that fucking tie-die stuff. It was impossible to think when a glance down could blind her with its terrible yellow and orange and pink color scheme. Damn box. If it had a neck, she thought she would have throttled it by now.
[OOC: Open to all. Hana's being all angsty on the beach. Feel free to strike up a conversation or tell her to do something constructive, what have you. ST/LT more than welcome.]