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[eat_me_beat_me]

[She's back from the expedition and she... doesn't feel much better. In fact she almost feels worse. Sure it was cool and Heath was... weird... but it didn't fill the hollow left in her chest. She glances over at the letter on her desk. It's getting to the point where she wonders if she should just make a spot for shit people left her when they went home or to wherever that wasn't here. Chaucer, Goku, Peeta, Sakura, Hinata, Del, the Doctor, Neal, Bunny, Lemony... Countless friends and now James and Ashley to top it off. She flicks through the pages of her sketchbook, though her eyes drift over to the red commonplace notebook. She knows that none of them would want her to wallow in self pity over this shit. She should just pick up her book and keep going. Keep fighting against the castle trying to put her down.

Snatching up both books she shoves them in her bag along with the sketchbook James had given her. She grabs the journal as she moves]

I'm gonna put together an exhibit in the gallery of art of and inspired by the Dead Zone. Before a few of you ask, yeah, I'm gonna be putting some of my own stuff in it, too. If anyone else has anything they want to contribute I'll be in the Gallery working on it.

[With a wave at her dragon painting, who simply yawns and goes back to sleep in response, she heads out the door.]

((OOC: Feel free to spot her anyplace between the castle and the gallery. She'll be spending the rest of the day in town))

Comments

[hard_talker]

Arright. [he'll just do two of each and wish up a giant bag of potato chips to go with it, and call it good, shoving the whole mess in a paper bag and hoofing it down to town]

Domino's.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[She looks up, pushing her hair out of her eyes. She smiles a little, though it doesn't completely meet her eyes]

I don't remember ordering pizza.

[hard_talker]

I couldn't think of a place that delivered sandwiches, so sue me. [he shoots her a crooked smile. ugh, he sees how her own doesn't meet her eyes, and as much as it hurts to see her this way, it pisses him off, too. she's not the only one who's lost friends, and he's trying, he's trying SO hard not to let it drag him down. he pushes it down, though]

Anyone got any art from out there?

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Yeah well excuse her. She's never been as good at swallowing her emotions. If she's upset she's gonna be upset until she finds a way to drag herself out of it. She chuckles, letting her pencil drop from her fingers and sitting back in her seat]

Yeah, actually. Chell did something of a whattafuckalo barbecuing a grassburger or something and, if I get enough buffalo pictures I'm gonna make a collage of 'em. Remind me to send an invitation to Mal if I do. [She smirks]