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paradisalogs2012-06-01 09:02 am
longaevus) wrote in paradisalogs2012-06-01 09:02 am
Entry tags:
somewhere there
Who: Helen Magnus and OPEN
What: Helen's still a cat, clearly she needs a distraction
When: June 1
Where: Around the castle, you pick!
Rating: PG for fluffy cuteness
Helen had been a cat for a month. One, long month. Although she'd gotten used to it and appreciated some of the simplicities of it she was more than ready to be herself again, even if it would mean having to discuss things that Helen wasn't certain that she wished to.
She was even a little surprised, although in hindsight she found that foolish, that so much had still managed to affect her even as a cat, although the biggest of that? The children. Her children - her children with James. It had been days since they'd left and yet she still had no idea what to think of it. The castle messing around, giving them kittens was one thing but for them to be children that actually existed albeit in another reality? Kittens that were actually children, children that were both like them? It was frightening. And Helen didn't really want to think of it, if only for the feelings it stirred.
Helen had taken herself from her room, wandering the halls and rooms of the castle in an attempt to find something (or perhaps someone else) that could give her something different to think of. A simple distraction would be nice, or perhaps another problem elsewhere that she could bury herself into, even if she couldn't do too much to help. It would be nice, really.
What: Helen's still a cat, clearly she needs a distraction
When: June 1
Where: Around the castle, you pick!
Rating: PG for fluffy cuteness
Helen had been a cat for a month. One, long month. Although she'd gotten used to it and appreciated some of the simplicities of it she was more than ready to be herself again, even if it would mean having to discuss things that Helen wasn't certain that she wished to.
She was even a little surprised, although in hindsight she found that foolish, that so much had still managed to affect her even as a cat, although the biggest of that? The children. Her children - her children with James. It had been days since they'd left and yet she still had no idea what to think of it. The castle messing around, giving them kittens was one thing but for them to be children that actually existed albeit in another reality? Kittens that were actually children, children that were both like them? It was frightening. And Helen didn't really want to think of it, if only for the feelings it stirred.
Helen had taken herself from her room, wandering the halls and rooms of the castle in an attempt to find something (or perhaps someone else) that could give her something different to think of. A simple distraction would be nice, or perhaps another problem elsewhere that she could bury herself into, even if she couldn't do too much to help. It would be nice, really.