Caliaphy
Caliaphy changed her destination from the inn to home sweet home. She was still exhausted and very much in pain from her spat with the green haired bot. She barely picked up her feet as she walked slowly through the wildly grown vegetation of the courtyard, her wings dragging lazily behind her. Her hair was no longer dragging the ground, but it bounced against the back of her knees. Shorter now because it wa singed off. Her clothes were ripped and rags, as she decided not to take the clothes from the in. Caliaphy may have been clean from a shower but she was still a mess.
And not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well. She had learned a bit within the past few days, things she didn't want to think about. Once she made it to the center of the courtyard, Caliaphy slowly kneeled onto the ground, then she tossed herself oto her side. She felt the grass, moving her fingers across it slowly. She wanted someone to be there with her, but there was no one. No Titan. No X. Just her, alone with her pain and her thoughts just as usual.
