  She didn't know how to deal with it. She walked into the human's store, the herb shop she and naniko had found. There were lots of knicknaks in the store. The one she was most interested in had been the pentagram she'd found, subfusc and tarnished. She picked it up from the velvet case, handling it gently. It was on a long simple silver chain. She put it over her head, feeling comforted by the slight weight. It was identical to the one she'd given Soran. How she missed Soran! The dark angel would have never been unfaithful. She never should have left the souls lands the first time. Then she wouldn't have been parted from her dark angel. She stroked the pentagram, walking around the store and investigating things closer. When she was tired of that, she moved forward, leving the store. There was a park nearby, and Deuce wasn't ready to give up her freedom. She walked under the new budding trees, enjoying the coming scent of spring. She found a pond with ducks floating on it. She'd always enjoyed being by the water, and so she sat down, setting her pack at her side. While wandering, she'd managed to replensih some supplies lost in the souls fire. Her whiskey, and her journal. Two of the most important hings she carried, besides her two necklaces. She took a drink of the whiskey, then set down to sketching. It made her feel good to do so. It was soothing, relaxing. |