Winter 23rd, 518 AV
Gemma felt dejected. She was just coming from her evening visit to the Dusk Tower, where she had hoped to at the very least get helpful information about how to join their classes. Instead, she had been met with the very disheartening “make connections” response that her mother had warned her about. Her mom was always telling her that she needed to meet people, attend events, expand her social circle. Her mom had made it a point to do exactly that in every city she had visited, and had amassed a network, so she said, of people who owed her favors if she ever came calling.
“Ok, mom, that’s great, but that doesn’t help me!” She kicked a stone and watched it skitter down the path before her. She didn’t really know where she was going. Zintia was in the middle and she knew she didn’t want to go home for fear of having to talk to her dad about her day. She was not in the mood for that. Her dad was awesome and probably would have known exactly what to say or do to take her mind off the problem, but she didn’t want that right now. She wanted to sulk.
So from Zintia she went in the opposite direction, eventually finding herself much calmer after several kilometers of walking. She was also standing in front of the Observatory, which was completely filled with people out stargazing. Most of them seemed to just be hanging out, not really watching any stars. Odd.
“Hey, why are there so many people here?” She asked a random passerby.
“Shooting stars. Should be starting any minute.” He said as he brought drinks to a blanket full of friends.
’Great. Something I’d actually want to do, and I’m as far from home as it gets. And no money to buy a blanket.’ She chewed on her lip as she looked around, thinking about her options. Maybe she could find a good spot that was too small to lay a blanket but that would be perfect for just her to sit. She would be without friends to talk to, but at least she would have something fun to take her mind off of the rejection she had faced at the Dusk Tower. Just remembering it was enough to make the decision for her. She would stay. She might even fall asleep under the stars. She didn’t mind. She was close to work anyway, and she could always wash up there if she decided to sleep out under the stars.
That decided, she looked around for a place to lay down that wouldn't be too close to the frat boys and prep school girls who were all out on dates. She grimaced. It would be nearly impossible to get out of range of their horrible posturing and bragging. Where could she sit?
Gemma felt dejected. She was just coming from her evening visit to the Dusk Tower, where she had hoped to at the very least get helpful information about how to join their classes. Instead, she had been met with the very disheartening “make connections” response that her mother had warned her about. Her mom was always telling her that she needed to meet people, attend events, expand her social circle. Her mom had made it a point to do exactly that in every city she had visited, and had amassed a network, so she said, of people who owed her favors if she ever came calling.
“Ok, mom, that’s great, but that doesn’t help me!” She kicked a stone and watched it skitter down the path before her. She didn’t really know where she was going. Zintia was in the middle and she knew she didn’t want to go home for fear of having to talk to her dad about her day. She was not in the mood for that. Her dad was awesome and probably would have known exactly what to say or do to take her mind off the problem, but she didn’t want that right now. She wanted to sulk.
So from Zintia she went in the opposite direction, eventually finding herself much calmer after several kilometers of walking. She was also standing in front of the Observatory, which was completely filled with people out stargazing. Most of them seemed to just be hanging out, not really watching any stars. Odd.
“Hey, why are there so many people here?” She asked a random passerby.
“Shooting stars. Should be starting any minute.” He said as he brought drinks to a blanket full of friends.
’Great. Something I’d actually want to do, and I’m as far from home as it gets. And no money to buy a blanket.’ She chewed on her lip as she looked around, thinking about her options. Maybe she could find a good spot that was too small to lay a blanket but that would be perfect for just her to sit. She would be without friends to talk to, but at least she would have something fun to take her mind off of the rejection she had faced at the Dusk Tower. Just remembering it was enough to make the decision for her. She would stay. She might even fall asleep under the stars. She didn’t mind. She was close to work anyway, and she could always wash up there if she decided to sleep out under the stars.
That decided, she looked around for a place to lay down that wouldn't be too close to the frat boys and prep school girls who were all out on dates. She grimaced. It would be nearly impossible to get out of range of their horrible posturing and bragging. Where could she sit?