Eighteenth File.
Nov. 29th, 2011 04:37 am[ Action: 913 Bilko Boulevard. Morning. ]
[ Having things be normal again after her death? That was mocking the fact that death was supposed to be a serious matter. It wasn't something to just get over that quickly, after all. But, the mental scars still remain. Physical ones? Not so much since it looks like she's just as new. When she does get out of her bed, she stops to look at herself in the mirror before whamming her fist against the wall. How would she ever make it up to Abel? Ed? Cain? America? Not knowing just how to prevent things and also make the best of it terrified her. But, it helped make her realize that she wasn't perfect and that she was just a kid trying to fill in some pretty big shoes.
Tch. Some humbling experience that was. She would have preferred learning it from something other than a nuclear fallout and dying.
...Well, she wasn't going to get anything done just by standing around, right? So, with a sigh, she trudges down the stairs to go outside. After events like that, there's usually something to be regained, right? So, to her surprise, she notices an envelope with her name - her Mayfield name, that is - on it. ]
I wonder what this is.
[ She opens the envelope and the moment she does that, well -- her mind is so loud with everyone's thoughts racing in her mind with her own added on top of that. The envelope drops to the ground and her hands go to clench at her head, wincing in pain from the sheer amount of just thoughts from everyone. ]
...Great, Mayfield. Just what I wanted - a migraine on top of this load of rubbish. Love you too.
[ Action: Mayfield High. ]
[ As if hearing everyone's thoughts at home was bad, at school it's worse. If Diana is in your class, she can be seen clutching her head every so often as if she has a really bad headache while she's doing her work or whispering things like, "Please stop, please... Just quiet down for now, all right?" under her breath. Of course, if you're also a telepath, you're privy to her thoughts that are all jumbled up from the fact that she can hear thoughts again.
In short, she's grumpy as hell and not willing to talk to a lot of people after what happened very recently. But, hey, you're free to try to see what's up with her. ]
[ Action: Around Mayfield ]
[ Honestly, Diana just wants to go home after school and work on stuff in her lab now that she's sure that it's back. On top of that, the headaches haven't stopped plaguing her just yet. However, since she has to go to work later on - damn the stupid movie concession job - that doesn't seem like a possibility for a while until the day's over. However, she does have something in mind to repay her friends back when they stayed and protected her, so she's using the money she has to buy supplies and baked goods.
She can also be found in the mechanic's garage scrounging up some spare metal that she can fashion into a badge of some sorts, too. As long as she keeps herself focused on her tasks, then maybe she'll be able to deal with the gravity of her first death as well as the nuclear fallout a lot easier.
Of course, that was easier said than done in her case. She didn't know how to cope with it, but her efforts to try to deal with it on her own seem to be logical to her at the moment. ]
( OOC: So, hello! If you haven't filled out this yet, please do! I'll make a general announcement in the main comm very soon to ask people to do it, too. )
[ Having things be normal again after her death? That was mocking the fact that death was supposed to be a serious matter. It wasn't something to just get over that quickly, after all. But, the mental scars still remain. Physical ones? Not so much since it looks like she's just as new. When she does get out of her bed, she stops to look at herself in the mirror before whamming her fist against the wall. How would she ever make it up to Abel? Ed? Cain? America? Not knowing just how to prevent things and also make the best of it terrified her. But, it helped make her realize that she wasn't perfect and that she was just a kid trying to fill in some pretty big shoes.
Tch. Some humbling experience that was. She would have preferred learning it from something other than a nuclear fallout and dying.
...Well, she wasn't going to get anything done just by standing around, right? So, with a sigh, she trudges down the stairs to go outside. After events like that, there's usually something to be regained, right? So, to her surprise, she notices an envelope with her name - her Mayfield name, that is - on it. ]
I wonder what this is.
[ She opens the envelope and the moment she does that, well -- her mind is so loud with everyone's thoughts racing in her mind with her own added on top of that. The envelope drops to the ground and her hands go to clench at her head, wincing in pain from the sheer amount of just thoughts from everyone. ]
...Great, Mayfield. Just what I wanted - a migraine on top of this load of rubbish. Love you too.
[ Action: Mayfield High. ]
[ As if hearing everyone's thoughts at home was bad, at school it's worse. If Diana is in your class, she can be seen clutching her head every so often as if she has a really bad headache while she's doing her work or whispering things like, "Please stop, please... Just quiet down for now, all right?" under her breath. Of course, if you're also a telepath, you're privy to her thoughts that are all jumbled up from the fact that she can hear thoughts again.
In short, she's grumpy as hell and not willing to talk to a lot of people after what happened very recently. But, hey, you're free to try to see what's up with her. ]
[ Action: Around Mayfield ]
[ Honestly, Diana just wants to go home after school and work on stuff in her lab now that she's sure that it's back. On top of that, the headaches haven't stopped plaguing her just yet. However, since she has to go to work later on - damn the stupid movie concession job - that doesn't seem like a possibility for a while until the day's over. However, she does have something in mind to repay her friends back when they stayed and protected her, so she's using the money she has to buy supplies and baked goods.
She can also be found in the mechanic's garage scrounging up some spare metal that she can fashion into a badge of some sorts, too. As long as she keeps herself focused on her tasks, then maybe she'll be able to deal with the gravity of her first death as well as the nuclear fallout a lot easier.
Of course, that was easier said than done in her case. She didn't know how to cope with it, but her efforts to try to deal with it on her own seem to be logical to her at the moment. ]
( OOC: So, hello! If you haven't filled out this yet, please do! I'll make a general announcement in the main comm very soon to ask people to do it, too. )
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