Yeah, I've been asking around, and I heard that Libertas is meant to be some kinda safe haven for the eccentric and the strange. I figure in a place like that, maybe a skinny bitch obsessed with skeletons will blend into the background a bit, you know? Make it easier for us.
[Although again, it's said without any great conviction. She's swiftly learning that the two of them are painfully different, both from their fellow displaced and the natives. Harrow seems to be taking that transition harder than most. This world with all it's bustle and noise and weather is a far cry from Drearburh's silent, mouldering depths. Mouldering depths that Harrow - rather sadly - seems to prefer.
Gideon lets out an expansive sigh, and rests both elbows on the table.]
And I don't know. I think she's been so used to holding the whole damned thing together for so long back on the Ninth that now there's no longer a set purpose she's just kinda...at a loss. She needs something new to focus on, probably. What do you reckon, Al? Got any words of wisdom for me?
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[Although again, it's said without any great conviction. She's swiftly learning that the two of them are painfully different, both from their fellow displaced and the natives. Harrow seems to be taking that transition harder than most. This world with all it's bustle and noise and weather is a far cry from Drearburh's silent, mouldering depths. Mouldering depths that Harrow - rather sadly - seems to prefer.
Gideon lets out an expansive sigh, and rests both elbows on the table.]
And I don't know. I think she's been so used to holding the whole damned thing together for so long back on the Ninth that now there's no longer a set purpose she's just kinda...at a loss. She needs something new to focus on, probably. What do you reckon, Al? Got any words of wisdom for me?