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[EP] Lunar eclipse - OTA
Sunny was not a natural star reader. Tall though she was for a woman, it wasn't such a remarkable attribute that it played any part in her abilities. Still, Anatov and Sugar Cream has seen to it that she had a thorough education and she could do it. She had a question that needed answering and a night with such an unusual moon seemed like the right night for such an important question.
When the hell are we next getting out of here?
She wouldn't ask about a final escape. She was pretty sure that even if she did have a knack for this that the sky would only laugh at her efforts to answer that question. So she looked for signs of a portal. Of a break from this tedium.
There was a window of about an hour starting just after 8:40 where the moon was swallowed from the sky. Sunny sat herself down in the grass, watching the black and the stars. The night was cool, but still not cold. It was never properly cold here. This was like trying to read a language that you had only been learning for a short time and wasn't related to any other tongue you knew. She could do it, but she had to read it one letter at a time. While the letters were moving.
What was normally a frustration became a thrilling challenge and source of delight. And who knew, maybe she'd actually learn something.
When the hell are we next getting out of here?
She wouldn't ask about a final escape. She was pretty sure that even if she did have a knack for this that the sky would only laugh at her efforts to answer that question. So she looked for signs of a portal. Of a break from this tedium.
There was a window of about an hour starting just after 8:40 where the moon was swallowed from the sky. Sunny sat herself down in the grass, watching the black and the stars. The night was cool, but still not cold. It was never properly cold here. This was like trying to read a language that you had only been learning for a short time and wasn't related to any other tongue you knew. She could do it, but she had to read it one letter at a time. While the letters were moving.
What was normally a frustration became a thrilling challenge and source of delight. And who knew, maybe she'd actually learn something.
Re: Emma & Sunny
Re: Emma & Sunny
"We have a time frame, something to look forward to in the not too distant future. Details can wait."
Re: Emma & Sunny
Re: Emma & Sunny
Unless...
"Maybe. It will probably depend how antsy people get about being stuck here," she admitted. Jag was 'people'. That counted.
Only Emma wasn't sure whether knowing they were going to get another break from the monotony would help, when they couldn't get home, and they were going to get dragged back here soon enough.
Re: Emma & Sunny
Re: Emma & Sunny
Anticipation was a tricky thing. Knowing there was some kind of temporary escape coming in the next couple of months could help. Then when it got to feeling like that time would never get here, maybe find out a little more.
"In the meantime, we're all trying to find ways to hold on. Or blow off steam."
Re: Emma & Sunny
Re: Emma & Sunny
"Besides, the inn could use a good burning down sometimes."
Re: Emma & Sunny