Syre Atries (
removeimpurity) wrote2012-06-29 08:53 pm
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Third Incision [Action]
[She had made her way to her home without much fuss -- saw that her things were in proper order. She then spent a few days in her room, resting off the ache that seemed to reside in every fiber of her being.]
[Though her physical body is in (marginally) better shape after her rest, her mind, however, is not.]
[Syre is not a stranger to war; she has been in it, thrived in it, caused it. But the draft was a whole other beast, with tactics she had never seen and technologies that were foreign to her...]
[So today, in order to fight the thoughts and memories that plague her, she will be in one of two places throughout the day:]
[Either at the fountain, an open sketchbook in hand and a familiar face on the page, or at the library, studying up on as much as her mind can process.]
[Though her physical body is in (marginally) better shape after her rest, her mind, however, is not.]
[Syre is not a stranger to war; she has been in it, thrived in it, caused it. But the draft was a whole other beast, with tactics she had never seen and technologies that were foreign to her...]
[So today, in order to fight the thoughts and memories that plague her, she will be in one of two places throughout the day:]
[Either at the fountain, an open sketchbook in hand and a familiar face on the page, or at the library, studying up on as much as her mind can process.]