['It's been a lot for you to have been the only one'
It's amazing how so few words could cut to the bone so quickly.]
... [Her brow furrows and it takes her a minute or two to think through how she can respond to that without simply breaking down into tears. Yes. It had been. The apocalypse had come and she wasn't in the homelands as had been promised to her from being kin let alone from her first change. She would never see her family's faces again. She had failed. She had been left adrift in this cyberland as a chosen one and yet she had spiralled for months in private on the thought that this was her punishment for letting the Weaver win.]
I try not to think on it too hard. [ +1 temporary rage.] It pisses me off.
[That was the pinnacle of it all for Ren. Her loss of purpose. All she had wanted her whole life was to be a good Garou. To live a glorious life and help her people. And this was her punishment for keeping the Litany alive and protecting the veil; abandonment.
What fucking good was the Litany to her now?
Ren can feel the need to act rising from the balls of her feet to the tip of her ears, inaction wasn't a choice she could make right now as bitterness swept through her.] Take your shirt off. [Because he's wet or because she wants to see what's underneath? It's a combination of those two factors.] You'll warm quicker if you come closer to the fire. [And Ren is going to sit herself down in front of the fire, staring into it as she tries to decide what to do with herself.]
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It's amazing how so few words could cut to the bone so quickly.]
... [Her brow furrows and it takes her a minute or two to think through how she can respond to that without simply breaking down into tears. Yes. It had been. The apocalypse had come and she wasn't in the homelands as had been promised to her from being kin let alone from her first change. She would never see her family's faces again. She had failed. She had been left adrift in this cyberland as a chosen one and yet she had spiralled for months in private on the thought that this was her punishment for letting the Weaver win.]
I try not to think on it too hard. [ +1 temporary rage.] It pisses me off.
[That was the pinnacle of it all for Ren. Her loss of purpose. All she had wanted her whole life was to be a good Garou. To live a glorious life and help her people. And this was her punishment for keeping the Litany alive and protecting the veil; abandonment.
What fucking good was the Litany to her now?
Ren can feel the need to act rising from the balls of her feet to the tip of her ears, inaction wasn't a choice she could make right now as bitterness swept through her.] Take your shirt off. [Because he's wet or because she wants to see what's underneath? It's a combination of those two factors.] You'll warm quicker if you come closer to the fire. [And Ren is going to sit herself down in front of the fire, staring into it as she tries to decide what to do with herself.]