10-14-2024, 11:13 AM
Despite having an idea of what route she wanted to take for this particular foray into the world of semi-realism, Aeryn wasn't averse to changing things or deviating from her initial idea. So that's what the redhead did as she reached the top of the incline, and looked out across the woodland. A grin appeared across her pale lips as she spotted Loch Leven in the distance, and decided that's where she wanted to go.
As much as she had enjoyed the hike so far, including the stop near the stream, it wouldn't hurt to visit the loch and finish this hike off in style, so to speak. Changing direction wasn't taxing either, as Aeryn proceeded along her original route, her stride not quite fast, but not slow either, somewhere in the middle, which was perfect for the terrain, so she wouldn't stumble or trip over anything that might land her in Sickbay.
Simple sprains and bruises she could treat thanks to her additional training, but ideally Aeryn wasn't looking to hurt herself in her attempt to quieten her mind, and not rely on anything medicinal to help her sleep. She supposed that she could have brought her trusty flask, the one given to her by Merle all those years ago. While she had been able to move on and find love again with Beka, she wasn't quite ready to let go of that memento, and not because of who had given her it as a promotion gift.
It served as a reminder of the good times, and she could smile whenever she filled it with whiskey and took a nip when needed. Maybe a nip before bed would work instead, as she changed direction and headed towards the loch.
As much as she had enjoyed the hike so far, including the stop near the stream, it wouldn't hurt to visit the loch and finish this hike off in style, so to speak. Changing direction wasn't taxing either, as Aeryn proceeded along her original route, her stride not quite fast, but not slow either, somewhere in the middle, which was perfect for the terrain, so she wouldn't stumble or trip over anything that might land her in Sickbay.
Simple sprains and bruises she could treat thanks to her additional training, but ideally Aeryn wasn't looking to hurt herself in her attempt to quieten her mind, and not rely on anything medicinal to help her sleep. She supposed that she could have brought her trusty flask, the one given to her by Merle all those years ago. While she had been able to move on and find love again with Beka, she wasn't quite ready to let go of that memento, and not because of who had given her it as a promotion gift.
It served as a reminder of the good times, and she could smile whenever she filled it with whiskey and took a nip when needed. Maybe a nip before bed would work instead, as she changed direction and headed towards the loch.