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paradisa2013-06-22 07:56 pm
mal_addict) wrote in paradisa2013-06-22 07:56 pm
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Sixty Seventh Sip
[Maladict had assumed Nikola had been on the cruise ship, while she was on the dinosaur island. Probably getting drunk off his stupid face on copious amounts of wine, so she had not allowed herself to worry about him. When she couldn't find him on the ship when they were rescued, a small sliver of it had appeared.
She'd remained in her hotel room for the remainder of that time, the worry only growing with each passing hour. She had no real desire to check out more Earth culture, Paradisa was already saturated with it as it was. She didn't need any more of it. Besides, she should be in one place, just in case. But the just in case never came. So, when she finally slept alone and woke up back in the castle alone she knew something was very, very wrong.
She stars at the empty spot on the bed for a moment, before getting up, getting dressed, delaying the inevitable. Eventually though, she opens the door to their room. Where there were two names, there was no only one. She swears in Borograian, slamming a fist through the wall. She fucking hates this place. She hates it so much. How DARE it make her feel safe to care about someone only to take them away. She leaves then, knowing she can't remain in the castle right now, casting a furtive glance to the door across the hall. It goes to show how much she cares about them that she bothers to leave the filter at all]
[James and Ashley]
Nikola's gone. [She writes those two words, not trusting her voice, just staring at them for a moment. She's not going to reply to them, she knows she can't She can't deal with their coddling, their concern. She needs to go somewhere she can be left to deal with this her way. And there's only one person, one place she knows she can get that]
[She just lets herself into the cabin, regardless of if Brock is home or not. She heads right to the kitchen to make a coffee and hopefully curl up and hate everything for a while. Don't mind her, Brock]
She'd remained in her hotel room for the remainder of that time, the worry only growing with each passing hour. She had no real desire to check out more Earth culture, Paradisa was already saturated with it as it was. She didn't need any more of it. Besides, she should be in one place, just in case. But the just in case never came. So, when she finally slept alone and woke up back in the castle alone she knew something was very, very wrong.
She stars at the empty spot on the bed for a moment, before getting up, getting dressed, delaying the inevitable. Eventually though, she opens the door to their room. Where there were two names, there was no only one. She swears in Borograian, slamming a fist through the wall. She fucking hates this place. She hates it so much. How DARE it make her feel safe to care about someone only to take them away. She leaves then, knowing she can't remain in the castle right now, casting a furtive glance to the door across the hall. It goes to show how much she cares about them that she bothers to leave the filter at all]
[James and Ashley]
Nikola's gone. [She writes those two words, not trusting her voice, just staring at them for a moment. She's not going to reply to them, she knows she can't She can't deal with their coddling, their concern. She needs to go somewhere she can be left to deal with this her way. And there's only one person, one place she knows she can get that]
[She just lets herself into the cabin, regardless of if Brock is home or not. She heads right to the kitchen to make a coffee and hopefully curl up and hate everything for a while. Don't mind her, Brock]