Post by gemma on Aug 26, 2012 22:28:16 GMT -8
December 28th, 6:00am
Aislin woke with a start, her fangs bared, claws clenching into her blanket, her eyes red in response to a threat that turned out to have only been in her dreams. It took her several minutes to still the Rage that so badly wanted out after her rude awakening; she lay still during that time, her eyes closed, her breathing coming as slow and regular as she could manage, under the circumstances.
She wasn't normally one to have dreams like that -- where she was the hunted, not the hunter -- but, with her sleep patterns thrown off by her recent arrival in the strange land that was the city of London, she couldn't help but be resigned to the fate that she would probably be having them for at least the next couple of nights. There were sounds here, smells, that she had honestly never experienced before; they were worming their way into her consciousness, slowly but surely, and until she could be at ease with each and every one, their settling would be taking its toll on her.
At least Soren's here...
Lin honestly wasn't sure what she would have been like if her Beta hadn't been there, literally only a room away at the moment. If she was this bad with a member of her pack here, what might her temperament, her dreams, be like without that comfort?
I'll not think about that, and say I did...
Her Rage finally slipping back into its usual fitful slumber, Aislin sat up, pushing her mounds of brilliant red hair back from her face. It always seemed to take over everything when she woke up in the morning, and today was no exception. Glancing at the small, rather dented clock beside her -- it looked as though someone had taken offense to it, more than once, and taken out said revenge as only a Garou could -- she couldn't help but sigh at the hour it showed. It had always seemed to her that Garou in general preferred the night to the day, and as a result lingered in sleep longer than this, but there was no sleep left in her... not after an awakening like that.
Stifling a small yawn, the young scout got up and grabbed some clothes from her pack -- she hadn't yet bothered to take them out and put them into some kind of order -- and headed towards the small bathroom. A nice shower would wake her up the rest of the way, or at least clear her head a bit more...
After her shower -- hot enough to scorch her pale skin into a temporary overall pinkness -- came food. She hadn't bothered with her boots yet, and so she padded across the cold floor barefooted, heading towards the area where food could be found. Her stomach was rumbling, at this point -- curse being woken this early! -- but before long, she was sitting cross-legged on the floor, enjoying a meal fixed from the odds and ends in the apartment.
... well... that's done... she thought, brushing off her hands and licking her lips, her gray-blue eyes wandering around the room, looking for something to keep her occupied until Soren woke up, ... now what?
[Outfit... after the incident of me sticking her in a dress, she was very adamant that I show how she normally dresses, lol. At this point in the thread, she is sans boots, hat, and jacket, though.]