10-21-2018, 08:32 PM
▹▹▹▹ As far as places to live went, Clementine had to say she didn't mind the Ascendants so much. It was wide open, the nature around the area was beautiful, and while Clementine maybe wished there was a bit more forest and something to feast her eyes upon, it was... Nice. Of course, she had been in so many places in her young life, she could never say that she had ever felt at 'home' at one of these places. Clementine just... Had this feeling that one way or another they would end up somewhere new again. Maybe not now, or in a few months, but it always seemed inevitable. The Ascendants made... The fourth? Home she had lived in, in her six months of life. Maybe that's why Clementine wasn't trying to get attached to anything. She had to seek out her father here, so maybe he wasn't sure that he was going to stay. She just had to depend on him, and that was all. If she just had him, then the world wasn't lonely, right?
Her breathes wheezed in her chest as she hiked back towards the observatory. The afternoon had been nice, so she had taken it upon herself to explore within a safe distance of the main hub, trying to get familiar with everything. The sun had been nice, and the fresh air had done her good, but her quickened pace and the cold, autumn air made her breaths burn slightly in her chest as she inhaled the icy air. Yet, Clementine welcomed it. She welcomed every, single, second outside of a den, outside of a medical house, outside of any place that had her confined to nothing but her own company, books, music, or the occasional company of her father- when he wasn't working. And, Clementine supposed, she welcomed the frequent moves from place to place, for the experiences of seeing somewhere new.
Walking on alone, she let her thoughts linger as the sight of the observatory grew in the distance. Perhaps she would read a book when she got back, or practice her French. Spanish, maybe. Maybe both. Maybe she would try to learn some knitting, or make some more bracelets. Maybe she would make some tea and treat her father to something nice, while she still felt she had the energy to do so. Maybe she would try to dig up an old book on medicine. Well, she supposed it all depended to if her father was home or not. Her gaze forward, the little girl carried on alone, quietly stepping her way back up the path.
/oof this is kinda sloppy sorry.
Her breathes wheezed in her chest as she hiked back towards the observatory. The afternoon had been nice, so she had taken it upon herself to explore within a safe distance of the main hub, trying to get familiar with everything. The sun had been nice, and the fresh air had done her good, but her quickened pace and the cold, autumn air made her breaths burn slightly in her chest as she inhaled the icy air. Yet, Clementine welcomed it. She welcomed every, single, second outside of a den, outside of a medical house, outside of any place that had her confined to nothing but her own company, books, music, or the occasional company of her father- when he wasn't working. And, Clementine supposed, she welcomed the frequent moves from place to place, for the experiences of seeing somewhere new.
Walking on alone, she let her thoughts linger as the sight of the observatory grew in the distance. Perhaps she would read a book when she got back, or practice her French. Spanish, maybe. Maybe both. Maybe she would try to learn some knitting, or make some more bracelets. Maybe she would make some tea and treat her father to something nice, while she still felt she had the energy to do so. Maybe she would try to dig up an old book on medicine. Well, she supposed it all depended to if her father was home or not. Her gaze forward, the little girl carried on alone, quietly stepping her way back up the path.
/oof this is kinda sloppy sorry.