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Gladiola walks through the halls of Earth Runes. And takes deep cleasning breaths.

She had long ceased to be productive on this mission. She had already upset Thistle, undoing who knew how much work. Now, apparently, she was an abliest bitch for wanting to help Fornax have a higher quality of life. Let the brainiacs handle this. What does she knew about tending wounded or injured creatures? Of course, she had thought her expertise with fae hounds might be a factor even if Bookwyrms were very different.

She has upset not one, but two of the fledges just by being around them. She is a hindrance to their training it would appear.

She's proud of Thistle. Trina has been through SO damned much. And Art, Art's grown. Still puts his foot in his mouth for a sidhe but he's more mature.

But she suspects that's inspite of her help, not in anyway because of it

It's not fair. She's having a pity party and she knows it. But she's very tired of social situations falling apart in her hands.

She peeks out in the garden and sees... oh geez, she doesn't even know what name the Baroness gave the dog. She's tempted to intrude, but no. There are kids with the dog. Playing. He's such a sweet guy, really takes more after the Great Pyraness side...

No. Best to let them be She will have to be content with signs of a good home for a fine dog. It's a comfort. Dogs are the only thing I do right lately

Turning from the gardens, she finds instead the pells

The training course has trained far better warriors than she.

Well, I don't SUCK at fighting. Thanks to my thane trainers. She stabs and thrust with her spear Maybe I should just stop trying to be a friend and stick to being like other trolls. On the wall. Quiet. A backdrop ready to fight in case of danger

THAT she knows isn't fair. THe sister thanes aren't just 'on guard' they're living breathing women, with their own stories, their own hopes and dreams

But then, they do keep their distance. They hold thier opinions often in reserve

Because I'm also a Daireann. We're not a modest quiet house She lashes out Hell, I'm PROUD Of my House. I'm proud of my Kith.

She looks at the destroyed target. She does feel a bit better. Physical activity can be a good release.

And she takes a breath, and heads towards the library. She has her duty, and feeling like nothing she says or does is right does not free her from her charge or her other responsiblities

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