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[Today has already felt like it lasted an entire week, if not more, and it's barely even half over. This morning was spent going to Guts' house in the city, waiting around, then deciding to go FIND him because god damn what was taking him so long. She looked around in all the spots in the forest she'd seen him training, all the isolated spots she could think of, and all around the castle, until she got to his room.
... And noticed the empty nameplate! Of course, the first reaction was anger and disbelief -- why hadn't that idiot told her he'd changed rooms?! Which then dissipated into horror, as she realized that maybe he didn't move, and then panic as she sped around the castle searching every floor for his name. No luck.
Fortunately for her the journal didn't open to capture her distress ... mostly because there would be nothing to capture. Just silence. Lots and lots of silence.
Eventually, though, she made her way back to the house in the city, to pick up her bag. It wasn't like it needed to be there anymore, right? It just seemed like the nice thing to do, to pick up after them so other people could live there later. She grabbed any personal possessions that might have been left behind and packed those up too, and started to head back to the castle.
She seems to be staring at the ground, not smiling but not really frowning either, just kind of ... well, blank. She's not really aware of her surroundings, just carrying her bag back to the castle silently. Occasionally a small sigh might be heard through the journal, too, which is stuffed in her bag. ... Maybe she'll pass by you on her way back to her room?]
[ooc: WARNING: EXTREME ANGST. She's probably not going to be up for much conversation if you choose to bother her, so! I apologize in advance ;;]
... And noticed the empty nameplate! Of course, the first reaction was anger and disbelief -- why hadn't that idiot told her he'd changed rooms?! Which then dissipated into horror, as she realized that maybe he didn't move, and then panic as she sped around the castle searching every floor for his name. No luck.
Fortunately for her the journal didn't open to capture her distress ... mostly because there would be nothing to capture. Just silence. Lots and lots of silence.
Eventually, though, she made her way back to the house in the city, to pick up her bag. It wasn't like it needed to be there anymore, right? It just seemed like the nice thing to do, to pick up after them so other people could live there later. She grabbed any personal possessions that might have been left behind and packed those up too, and started to head back to the castle.
She seems to be staring at the ground, not smiling but not really frowning either, just kind of ... well, blank. She's not really aware of her surroundings, just carrying her bag back to the castle silently. Occasionally a small sigh might be heard through the journal, too, which is stuffed in her bag. ... Maybe she'll pass by you on her way back to her room?]
[ooc: WARNING: EXTREME ANGST. She's probably not going to be up for much conversation if you choose to bother her, so! I apologize in advance ;;]