Not all Spring beginnings are nice

[rogueinladysclothing]

It's been some time since the resident rogue made her way to the Plaza to be social, but today seems to be an exception to her recent desire to hide away. In spite of the warm Spring weather, she's dressed in her usual garb sans cloak - linen pants and full-sleeved shirt with embroidery down the outer seams, leather underbust corset, belt full of weapons, and hair pinned up with her unique silver hair pin. No armor today, though, which could well be taken as a sign of progress.

She's quiet for a long while as she paces, debating her words carefully. Her brow furrows and the fingers of her right hand brush through the strands of her hair pin in an obviously nervous manner.

"Spring is a time for new beginnings. A time for casting off the old and welcoming in change." Another pause as she stops in her pacing. "But it's never as easy as all of that. For some, Spring is... hard, a reminder of things now gone rather than a glimmer of hope for what's to come."

A sigh escapes her as she crosses her arms in front of her chest and her gaze settles on nothing in particular in the distance. "Sometimes, you just... need help figuring out what to do. So, the question I pose is this.." She takes a deep breath before focusing more on the crowd in front of her. "How do you cope with loss?"

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[juststeverogers]

Steve's looking much better than he had the last time they saw each other in the Nexus. His old outfit on minus the suit jacket to accommodate for the warmer weather. Amelia's question is one Steve thought about a lot, over the past winter.

He wishes there were an easy answer, but for troubles like this, there never are.

"I keep what I can close to my heart. Remember my home, my friends, my family. I try to live each day so that those people I've been taken from would be proud of me."

[ixis]

Oh look, it's her favourite person. He's sitting on a park bench, tail taking up the seat next to him, thumbing through a book who's leatherbound cover is a mess of arcane symbols. One leg crossed over the other, his foot tapping idly in the air.

"Don't get attached in the first place is usually a good plan." He answers without even looking up from his reading, instead turning a page. "Find a replacement if you can. Be quick about adapting if you can't." For someone who has a pretty good idea of what Amelia is missing, Naugus is really lax on the gloating. Maybe he's just tired or that wrapped up in what this book has to say.

[shardofwinter]

Skirting the edges of the Plaza, Reynard stays back to watch and listen to the rogue. He's clearly haggard, his coat shed entirely which leaves the flintlock and knives he has on display. Leaning on a building corner, he thinks over her words.

He hefts himself to stand properly and walk on over to her. When he gets a bit closer he lifts his arm to offer her the wine bottle in hand. It's barely touched, which is pretty impressive all things considered.