it was a feeling of helplessness, manon would later state,   a person so stuck on creating her own spin on reality suddenly experiencing no reality.    maybe it would later humble her to be more open and welcoming,   but most likely not.    using the vibrations of the wind from people moving past along large fairy wings,      the pheromones of chaos circling in the air,   manon tried to guess the identity of the body she could feel nearby.    ‘  gaia // @timetrcvels --  is that you ?  ‘ any awkwardness overshadowed by the dire situation,  ‘  i’m in a bit of a pinch here think you could get me out -- !? ‘ 

Calissa knew she wasn’t smart. Not book smart. Not street smart. But none of that had ever mattered to her because even without intelligence she’d managed to find an arena in which she shined. Even better, it was a job she loved. Somewhere she didn’t have to feel stupid or somehow less than. At least, that’s how Karma had always made her feel before this moment. Mouth left agape, the Titan found herself staring at her client and fighting tears. “What did you just call me?” He’d called her a ‘stupid bitch,’ and, despite knowing he was drunk, being called her least favorite word in a place she saw as sanctuary somehow broke every barrier she had.