the voices in my head [ota]
At current, Rogue was putting her mood swings down to Daken's personality within her mind. She used that reasoning for her venture out into the newly relandscaped outdoor area. The destruction of the trees was a surprise, but it was still the best place to meditate, and Rogue wasn't about to find somewhere else to do that.
It was common place practice for her. Every now and then, Carol got loud. Meditating pushed the voice down, calmed the noise and stopped the foreign personality from taking up too much of Rogue's head space. It was becoming a requirement for Daken right then. Getting that angry, resentful sociopathic voice out of her head. He was lingering longer than most did, and Rogue couldn't figure out why.
Taking a calming breath, Rogue popped herself on the ground, among the destroyed trees and concentrated on her breathing. Finding the part of her mind labelled 'Carol' wasn't hard, it came like a second skin by then, finding 'Cody' was just as easy. The smaller parts were scattered around, and then there was Daken; raw and unlabelled, floating free and angry.
Frowning slightly, Rogue took the time to concentrate of pushing it down, down to where the part of Raven festered, to where Quicksilver hid and where she could ignore the presence for now at least.
It was common place practice for her. Every now and then, Carol got loud. Meditating pushed the voice down, calmed the noise and stopped the foreign personality from taking up too much of Rogue's head space. It was becoming a requirement for Daken right then. Getting that angry, resentful sociopathic voice out of her head. He was lingering longer than most did, and Rogue couldn't figure out why.
Taking a calming breath, Rogue popped herself on the ground, among the destroyed trees and concentrated on her breathing. Finding the part of her mind labelled 'Carol' wasn't hard, it came like a second skin by then, finding 'Cody' was just as easy. The smaller parts were scattered around, and then there was Daken; raw and unlabelled, floating free and angry.
Frowning slightly, Rogue took the time to concentrate of pushing it down, down to where the part of Raven festered, to where Quicksilver hid and where she could ignore the presence for now at least.