Facing Facts

Neela Garcia · 03-26-2012, 04:18 PM

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OOC. 24th March. While we haven’t gotten to it yet I only miss you when I'm breathing ends with Neela freaking out and nopeing the fuck outta there.

It was easy to run, to stick your head in the sand and ignore what was going on around you until it had blown over. It even easier to just block everything out, to ignore your problems and sink into depression, mope around until the world and your packmates dragged you back up.

Harder was doing the right thing. Owning up to what you had done, explaining your actions even if it practically caused you pain to do so.

Neela wanted nothing to do with Tony right now. Wanted nothing to do with anything remotely related to her loss of control. Wanted to distance herself from the emotions that the felt when she thought about him, emotions that she realised she had been feeling fro some time now but had not acknowledged.

Neela might run from her problems, it was almost a habitual act by now, but she didn’t just curl up into a ball and ignore them. If she had done so in her childhood she would likely be living under her mothers thumb to this day, if she had done so when Julian died she would be dead herself. Neela always reacted to her problems, even if that reaction was just to get on a boat and start sailing.

It was this that found her sniffing almost guiltily around the Casa Di Cavalieri border, searching the intermingled scents for Tony's. She couldn’t face a relationship with the brown furred wolf that she finally admitted she had grown to love; even if she could bring herself to deal with the betrayal of Julian's memory that would involve Tony deserved better than a murderer for a mate.

Still she at least owed it to talk to him, explain what had happened and why she couldn’t be with him. Neela could only imagine how he had felt at her reaction once she had come to her senses and leaving him hanging in the dark would only compound the sense of cruelty she already felt.

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Tony Marino-Knight · 04-10-2012, 05:56 AM

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short >.< but it's all i can manage for the moment Sad

It was easy to run, get on a ship and sail away to some exotic destination and forget about your troubles. Tony wanted nothing more than to do this, or even better, have his problems magically resolved. He'd been neglecting pack life, the forge had been lying untouched for a few weeks now and it was hard for Tony to sneak back in and pretend everything was fine. Because the someone would always ask, 'Hey Tony! How's things? Haven't seen you in a while? What have you been doing?' And he knew, hand on heart, it would kill him to lie. Tony stayed up in his room a lot now, or out in the wilderness searching for Neela. He didn't dare go near Ichika, his dread wouldn't let him.

He found her however, apparently searching for him. And he knew, somehow in his heart, what was about to happen. She'd freaked out and noped the fuck out of there, never a good sign. So, he just walked up to her, on expression on his face, save for the gentle tears in his eyes, not yet fallen. 'Neela...' he said softly,reaching to touched her arm as he waited for an answer.

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