05-12-2011, 07:57 PM
The D’Angelo woman was not blind; the mass exodus of members had royally pissed her off. Even so, her injury still prevented her from running after them to give them a solid piece of her mind. Especially Larkspur for leaving her without finishing their lessons, the goddess just wanted to smash a rock into the side of each one of their heads. A family? Strict guidelines, fuck them, burn in hell is what she thought. Anathema would pursue without them and she would continue walking the cave’s making sure no one else was thinking of sneaking off in the middle of the night, at least without a word in edge wise.
She still wore the tight bandage around her midsection, providing support for her healing ribs. Demi hadn’t seen Teddy in a few days but figured he was out doing whatever on earth he did, and he’d return eventually. If he didn’t, no she wouldn’t think of that, it would be a sour case of luck if he ran out of them too. Demi wanted to march right up to her surrogate mothers den, Naniko and demand something be done about this… this lack of loyalty, the scheming but nothing good would have come of it. Good riddance, they could just rot.
Finally she burst into her old room, an air of manic pissed off woman surrounding her, surely today wasn’t the day to be bothering her, but she figured a was the case, someone would stumble upon her and bother her with questions or idle chit chat. No she had mushrooms to harvest, and a damn garden to plant and nothing would get in her way today.
She huffed as she grabbed her collection of seeds, wishing teddy was with her to help her plow the ground but she’d have to the best she could with her simple hoe and small shovel. Her opium plants would grow and with that a very profitable trade item.
She still wore the tight bandage around her midsection, providing support for her healing ribs. Demi hadn’t seen Teddy in a few days but figured he was out doing whatever on earth he did, and he’d return eventually. If he didn’t, no she wouldn’t think of that, it would be a sour case of luck if he ran out of them too. Demi wanted to march right up to her surrogate mothers den, Naniko and demand something be done about this… this lack of loyalty, the scheming but nothing good would have come of it. Good riddance, they could just rot.
Finally she burst into her old room, an air of manic pissed off woman surrounding her, surely today wasn’t the day to be bothering her, but she figured a was the case, someone would stumble upon her and bother her with questions or idle chit chat. No she had mushrooms to harvest, and a damn garden to plant and nothing would get in her way today.
She huffed as she grabbed her collection of seeds, wishing teddy was with her to help her plow the ground but she’d have to the best she could with her simple hoe and small shovel. Her opium plants would grow and with that a very profitable trade item.