Stephanie Amell (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2015-04-20 06:44 pm
howcanihelp) wrote in driftfleet2015-04-20 06:44 pm
Entry tags:
LF tank, emotional boss fight heroic, PST
Who: Stephanie Amell and Hiro Hamada
Broadcast: No
Action: VR Dome, closed
When: sometime right around now
[ Steffa has been spending a lot of time in the VR Dome since their arrival. Not so much that she wasn't helping where she could with the repairs to the Bishop, but there always seemed to be hands on deck as far as that was concerned, and a majority of her free time was spent reading or just relaxing in virtual recreations of the Circle tower she grew up in.
After all, what better way to remind her sleeping mind that there was not always blood and bodies, that there were no longer blood and bodies, than by spending a lot of time there? Right? So she'd be able to stop having nightmares?
It hadn't actually helped with the nightmares, but she thought maybe it would with a little more time. Until she'd pulled up a workroom today, walked in, and could've sworn she saw bodies in the corner. They weren't there, she had looked and they weren't there, but it had shaken her deeply.
Which is probably why she's currently wedged herself in a corner between a stone wall and a bookcase and has her forehead pressed to her knees, trembling and breathing hard, like she's trying to catch her breath. ]
Broadcast: No
Action: VR Dome, closed
When: sometime right around now
[ Steffa has been spending a lot of time in the VR Dome since their arrival. Not so much that she wasn't helping where she could with the repairs to the Bishop, but there always seemed to be hands on deck as far as that was concerned, and a majority of her free time was spent reading or just relaxing in virtual recreations of the Circle tower she grew up in.
After all, what better way to remind her sleeping mind that there was not always blood and bodies, that there were no longer blood and bodies, than by spending a lot of time there? Right? So she'd be able to stop having nightmares?
It hadn't actually helped with the nightmares, but she thought maybe it would with a little more time. Until she'd pulled up a workroom today, walked in, and could've sworn she saw bodies in the corner. They weren't there, she had looked and they weren't there, but it had shaken her deeply.
Which is probably why she's currently wedged herself in a corner between a stone wall and a bookcase and has her forehead pressed to her knees, trembling and breathing hard, like she's trying to catch her breath. ]