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duskofthegods_logs2018-02-09 12:21 am
fungi_notpunny) wrote in duskofthegods_logs2018-02-09 12:21 am
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I Hurry When I'm Home
Who: Initially open, then closed to Ellie and Felicity in the temple.
Where: In the city, then Temple of Industry
When: After the various gods disappear, including the animal god. Toward the evening.
Warnings: Ellie has a lot of PTSD issues, and without gods of love or revelry she's in a pretty dark place.
1. Open
Ellie walks in the evening gloom, shoulders slumped and eyes clipping over everyone around her, occasionally turning around and looking behind her. She’s not exactly rushed, but she does seem wary. She tries to hold onto her personal space as best she can, avoiding people who come too close.
Some recognize her as a god, others don't. In this city, a hunting goddess isn't a popular one, and that's how Ellie likes it.
As she walks, Ellie vaguely tugs at the sleeve of her flannel. It's so fucking hot, even after the sun’s gone down. But she can't afford to roll up her shirt, no matter how hot she is.
“I hate this stupid place and its fucking nonsense seasons,” Ellie mutters to herself. It's not cold which is good, but there was no transition from the cold to the hot. It just suddenly, horribly happened.
2. Ellie and Felicity
Eventually, Ellie makes it to the temple of industry, and steps inside. She's sweaty and looks like a mess, clothes a bit mud-streaked and sticks and leaves clinging to her. The expression on her face isn't the friendliest, to say the least.
Still, when she approaches Felicity, she's a little more hesitant, looks a little less murderous. It's true that she hasn't spoken to Felicity in a few weeks, and Ellie’s generally been off the grid for… a while, now.
“Can--can I crash here tonight?” Ellie knows she’s being abrupt, but at least she's not angry. At least not yet.
Where: In the city, then Temple of Industry
When: After the various gods disappear, including the animal god. Toward the evening.
Warnings: Ellie has a lot of PTSD issues, and without gods of love or revelry she's in a pretty dark place.
1. Open
Ellie walks in the evening gloom, shoulders slumped and eyes clipping over everyone around her, occasionally turning around and looking behind her. She’s not exactly rushed, but she does seem wary. She tries to hold onto her personal space as best she can, avoiding people who come too close.
Some recognize her as a god, others don't. In this city, a hunting goddess isn't a popular one, and that's how Ellie likes it.
As she walks, Ellie vaguely tugs at the sleeve of her flannel. It's so fucking hot, even after the sun’s gone down. But she can't afford to roll up her shirt, no matter how hot she is.
“I hate this stupid place and its fucking nonsense seasons,” Ellie mutters to herself. It's not cold which is good, but there was no transition from the cold to the hot. It just suddenly, horribly happened.
2. Ellie and Felicity
Eventually, Ellie makes it to the temple of industry, and steps inside. She's sweaty and looks like a mess, clothes a bit mud-streaked and sticks and leaves clinging to her. The expression on her face isn't the friendliest, to say the least.
Still, when she approaches Felicity, she's a little more hesitant, looks a little less murderous. It's true that she hasn't spoken to Felicity in a few weeks, and Ellie’s generally been off the grid for… a while, now.
“Can--can I crash here tonight?” Ellie knows she’s being abrupt, but at least she's not angry. At least not yet.