[ Rebecca's had a few days to...settle. During that time, outside of Connor's class, she's honestly made herself rather scarce. There's a lot to digest, after all. But...everyone seems to be giving it their all, don't they? She can't just hide away, seclude herself. It'd go against everything she's preached and-- well, Rebecca is not about to let herself fall back into that, those hypocritical tendencies.
So, she tries to...adjust, by going about what would be a "normal" day for her. Morning tea at Starbucks, cooking her own meals in the cafeteria... It's curious, though, she actually outright avoids the library. The times she's drifted out over the last few days--she hasn't set foot in it once. You might catch her lingering, but every time...
She always thinks better of it. It's a place she seems visibly uncomfortable with, now. ]
Well, Rebecca honestly prefers it that way. Something between her and everything else out there. Still, it's the most relaxed place she can find, with one of her favorites...tainted. She runs a finger over one of the telescope's eyepieces, just circling around its edge. ]
Does it even count as seeing them, if all of this is...fake?
mentions of suicide possible in threads
So, she tries to...adjust, by going about what would be a "normal" day for her. Morning tea at Starbucks, cooking her own meals in the cafeteria... It's curious, though, she actually outright avoids the library. The times she's drifted out over the last few days--she hasn't set foot in it once. You might catch her lingering, but every time...
She always thinks better of it. It's a place she seems visibly uncomfortable with, now. ]
[ Closed to Viral ]
[ Towards the night, Rebecca wanders up to the places she barely got to look at, what with the assault of memories, and Connor, and the séance, and... Well, that. What she comes back to again is the astrology room. It's a curious place. It doesn't exactly look up to the stars, not fully, no open air, but--
(high places)
Well, Rebecca honestly prefers it that way. Something between her and everything else out there. Still, it's the most relaxed place she can find, with one of her favorites...tainted. She runs a finger over one of the telescope's eyepieces, just circling around its edge. ]
Does it even count as seeing them, if all of this is...fake?