[033. Keep giving me hope for a better day.]

[lydiascreams]

[Video - Pack + Friends*]
(ooc: *if you could see Stiles' previous filter, you can see this, + Lydia's friends.)

[Lydia is definitely looking a lot better than she was before the port. There's a massive pile of shopping bags on her bed that she still needs to put away, but she has Prada sitting on her lap, looking very pleased with himself.]

For those of you who were worried, we're back! We managed to come back on our own just fine and we just got here a couple of hours ago.

If anyone -- Scott -- is looking for Stiles, he went to his cabin.

And Allison? [She grins brightly and shows her this picture on her phone.]

Come see me!



[Video - Anyone she offended with her previous post + Arthas]
[After greeting everyone and taking some time to unpack, she finally sits down on her chair and sends the message she's been dreading. But she knows she has to do it.]

Before the port, I did some things I'm not proud of. I wasn't in the best frame of mind and I think this is a big reason why the Admiral took away my inmate to begin with.

This break from the Barge has given me time to think and hopefully find a better way of dealing with things here, of being a better warden. If anyone would like to ask me questions about anything, or wants to clear things up with me, I'm available.

I won't try to justify the things I did before, but I want to apologize to anyone who might have been hurt or offended by my actions.

Comments

[lydiascreams]

Hey.

We were already planning on going to Paris for a break, so we just stayed behind for a while longer.

[tucky]

Yeah? That's cool; good idea. It was a good port to do it in. Who'd you go with?

[lydiascreams]

My boyfriend, Stiles? You must have met him. [He's usually loud (and adorable) and hard to miss.]

[tucky]

Yeah, we talked a couple times. I know him a little bit.

Y'all ready to be back on the Barge?

[lydiascreams]

He's a good guy. I might be biased, though.

Yeah, I think we are. We had a good vacation. But I feel like I'm missing something. [Maybe she should have looked at the network before letting everyone know they're back.]

[tucky]

Missing what? What do you mean?

[lydiascreams]

Things that happened here while we were gone. I don't even know how long it was on Barge time.

[tucky]

Like a week, I think. A little longer.

Some people left. We got some new people, too.

[lydiascreams]

I heard about Isaac leaving. But-- who else?

We didn't have any floods or anything, right?

[tucky]

No, no floods.

[Instead of answering her first question directly, Tiffany sends her Ben's broadcast, then Mason's.]

[lydiascreams]

[Her eyes tear up when she sees Ben's goodbye post. It hurts her, but it also gives her hope. His words to her, his advice, it made a difference. And now more than ever, she knows she wants to honor them.

And then she looks a Mason's and-- although they were never close, she knows what he meant to Tiffany.]

I'm so sorry about Mason. And that I missed Ben. But I know you and Mason were close.

[tucky]

Yeah.

[She doesn't know what else to say to that.]

... Yeah. Thanks. Kinda feeling like shit over it sometimes.

[lydiascreams]

[Pursing her lips together, Lydia nods.]

I had a couple of people I was close to leaving at once before, too. [Mr. Powers. Needy. Jackson. Now Isaac, Ben.]

If you ever need to take a walk. Or a break at the art room. It's usually pretty peaceful in there. Let me know?

[tucky]

I like walks.

[lydiascreams]

Do you like dogs? [She lifts her lapdog a little so Tiffany can see Prada.]

[tucky]

Sure. You wanna take your dog and my rabbit for a walk?

[lydiascreams]

Yeah, definitely. Meet you on the deck in five?

[tucky]

Okay.

[Tiffany is pretty sure you can't really walk a rabbit in the normal way, so she just carries him in her arms. Once up on the deck, she waits for Lydia on one of the benches, sitting sideways and keeping little bunny Johnny angled away from the railing.]

[lydiascreams]

[Lydia makes her way up there just a moment later with Prada on a leash. Tiffany obviously needs a break and Lydia feels well enough about things now that she feels like she can offer her the support she needs.]

Hey.

[tucky]

Hey.

[Tiffany gives a listless little wave.]

Weird dog. What kind is it?

[lydiascreams]

Prada is a Papillon. Some people call them Toy Spaniels?

[tucky]

Oh. Never heard of it; I thought maybe it was a fancy chihuahua.

[She looks down at Johnny in her arms.]

He eat rabbits?

[lydiascreams]

[Lydia shakes her head and smiles.]

No, he's friends with Allison's Duchess, so he's used to them. He might scare yours a little though, so we should introduce them slowly.

[tucky]

I don't wanna put him down on the ground or nothing. Don't want him to go hopping off the deck.

[Also cuddling a bunny is just really comforting.]

[lydiascreams]

Fair enough. Bunnies aren't good on leashes, anyway.

[Prada, however, will be running around, sniffing at things.]

Did you like Paris while you were there?