https://blood-ties.net/rp/ Wed, 10 Jun 2026 13:03:40 +0000 MyBB https://blood-ties.net/rp/showthread.php?tid=278 Fri, 04 Mar 2022 08:36:47 +0000 Chiara Angeles]]> https://blood-ties.net/rp/showthread.php?tid=278
My Chemical Romance blasted on her ears as she ran along the edge of the lake, her feet sinking ever so softly into the sand. She wasn’t running because she wanted to, but on days when she couldn’t shake unwanted feelings she did her best to drown them. The worst part of it was that she wasn’t even supposed to be listening to this music - the devil’s music, as her godmother would say - but there’s always something exhilarating about doing things you’re not supposed to. No matter how small.

A couple more songs full of drums and electric sounds and she was out of comfort zone. Coming to a stop, she rested her hands on her knees, letting her breath come back.

“Almost forgot how much I don’t like doing this…” Soliloquy was her favorite word for the simple reason that if she were a character in a play, she’d be talking to herself all the time. Maybe she shouldn't have done this, Eli definitely would be against running to let out the anxiety but she couldn't handle another batch of emotional eating in the same week.

Over the lake, she could see the sun preparing to set. Chiara found a good spot to sit down and turned off her music, hoping to catch the sunset before heading back to the cabin. She still had to find a place to rent, preferably closer to the life of the town, but she had given herself two weeks to detach from everything that drove her here. She was fixing her shoe, watching the sky turn from a happy blue to a soft orange, when the gentle shuffling of leaves behind her caught her attention. It could have just been someone else making their way back to the cabins, but she turned around anyway. Just to make sure.]]>
My Chemical Romance blasted on her ears as she ran along the edge of the lake, her feet sinking ever so softly into the sand. She wasn’t running because she wanted to, but on days when she couldn’t shake unwanted feelings she did her best to drown them. The worst part of it was that she wasn’t even supposed to be listening to this music - the devil’s music, as her godmother would say - but there’s always something exhilarating about doing things you’re not supposed to. No matter how small.

A couple more songs full of drums and electric sounds and she was out of comfort zone. Coming to a stop, she rested her hands on her knees, letting her breath come back.

“Almost forgot how much I don’t like doing this…” Soliloquy was her favorite word for the simple reason that if she were a character in a play, she’d be talking to herself all the time. Maybe she shouldn't have done this, Eli definitely would be against running to let out the anxiety but she couldn't handle another batch of emotional eating in the same week.

Over the lake, she could see the sun preparing to set. Chiara found a good spot to sit down and turned off her music, hoping to catch the sunset before heading back to the cabin. She still had to find a place to rent, preferably closer to the life of the town, but she had given herself two weeks to detach from everything that drove her here. She was fixing her shoe, watching the sky turn from a happy blue to a soft orange, when the gentle shuffling of leaves behind her caught her attention. It could have just been someone else making their way back to the cabins, but she turned around anyway. Just to make sure.]]>