Solo Time to Think

[Irathia]

89th of Spring, 516 AV Irathia sat near the docks, her legs swinging slightly as she thought and smelled the warm sea air. It was a aroma she enjoyed compared to the dampness earth smell her nose got so used to for most of her life... She sighed as she pushed some hair out of her face, she noticed the wind blew some of it out of it's previous position and got in the way of her vision. She felt like she would need to cut it, or braid it, or at least something to keep her hair from being all over the place like a crazy rats nest. She ran her hand through her hair, neating it a little bit before she shoved it back into her hood of her cloak. She shoved herself off the ground, patting off the cloak. She looked around and sighed, picking a direction and began to walk forward, slow at first, a shuffle almost... Slowly she increased in pace until she basically was briskly walking through the streets, passing through the crowds.

[Irathia]

Irathia looked around, the sounds of chatter and foot falls filled her ears. She grimaced slightly, it was quite loud, she guessed it was due to the fact it was mid day, the sun high in the sky, she looked up and sighed, loud enough to be heard by the people around her, but not to the point of being... Obnoxious. She whipped her head back down to level as she continued to walk, her head swirled with thoughts, rapidly firing into her head, and then fading quickly. Thoughts of her berserking, Xy, her mistakes, most of them linked together in some sort of tangled web that set a sinking feeling, a small little emptiness in her stomach. She frowned under her hood, sadness swelled and churned in her... She thought about it more, her berserking lead to her killing her friends she left with when escaping Xy... A deep void seemed to be swirling in her gullet... Her stomach churned as she remembered the state of her friends bodies... She quickly shook her head as the burning of stomach bile crawled up her throat. She will not, and can not, throw up in public. That is just... Embarrassing. Gross too... She looked to her side as she placed a fist to her lips and swallowed. The bile going back down into her stomach as the thoughts of the corpses retreated. It was not pleasant experience gagging and all... It was terrible.