the thing about busy places like airports was there were so many people. constant emotions flowing through everyone, some from happiness to guilt to sadness. so many mixed emotions banging back & forth that she almost hated being in the places like this, where not only were there too many humans to rile up her senses but too many emotions banging away at her mind. she’s holding her breath but trying to remember to make it look like she was breathing, a trick she learned very quickly in fitting in with the humans, as golden eyes scanned the luggage area.
porcelain hands went to help her companion with their bags when she caught a hit of it, an emotion that seemed to call to her more than others in the area. & she tried to explain it before to the family, how developing an emotional bond with someone can help her pinpoint their emotions from a crowd & now she was thankful for the odd added bonus to the gift, using the moment to take a deep breath, riffling through the scents of all the humans when she caught it. her.
she moves with a grace & speed through the crowds that archie would no doubt be frowning on, but she didn’t pause until she caught the sight of the dark haired girl, standing with a bag at her feet. of all the places. & then she caught the emotion before the girls’ eyes, the fear coursing through her body so quickly it doused any possible plans of questioning the young hybrid on what she was doing. ❛ then please, do so. i won’t be angry. ❜ melodic voice speaks over the crowd before she begins moving towards her, her niece. the one everyone’s been starting to worry over. ❛ you’ve caused quite a stir back at home, you know. what…what’s going on, renesmee ? talk to me. ❜ & though she tries to avoid her gift with her family, she tries to soothe some of the younger’s fear.
she was like a deer - - - caught by its predator. the ONE person she could have avoided seeing && instead of running, her feet were FIRMLY planted to the ground. if archie saw her, he would restrain her here before she tried to run && she knew that not only would it start a SCENE but that she had to talk jessamine into letting her go before her uncle arrived. a feat almost too IMPOSSIBLE to believe it would work.
❝ d-do they KNOW? ❞ the girl questioned, FLINCHING and OBLIVIOUS to the thought that they had been WORRIED before now. after all, she had tried to HIDE her displeasure with the world around her. with the constant PROTECTION. and even, with the thought of JACOB and the pack. ❝ i just need . . . a vacation. i’ll call when i’m safe . . ❞
suddenly, she pauses. a WAVE of calm seemed to be hitting her softly and she FROWNED. ❝ that isn’t FAIR, jessamine. you can’t FORCE me. ❞ despite the others gift, the girl’s voice was rising towards HYSTERIA and she began to back away from her aunt, anxiety coursing through her veins.
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