Collette enjoyed the feeling of the lightening grey skies that accompanied an unseen sunrise behind the cloud cover. it wasn't like the dramatic sunrises in New Mexico, enjoyed while shivering in the fridgid morning air, nor was it the lightening of the skies she remembered from the hospital.
Nine months of Exsilium had tuned her in to its moods. Today feels like a good day, and her mood, generally upbeat, is positively bouyant as she sets off on foot for an early morning round. With her stop watch tucked in over her heart, she was prepared for the four hours this might take, hoping to be done within three and a half. One morph and demorph cycle would save on her personal energy, as well as give her some time to gather her wits and head off to the rest of what she needed to get done before the end of the month.
Jogging along on sheer good spirits, her own satchel slaps against her side until she shifts an arm to pull the strap taunt, keeping the bag from jostling as she moves. It's a short, pointed run for her today, a few missives and one parcel for personal deliveries. Most of what she runs is usually business, so this is lighter work, less constricted to deadlines.
Aurican is a sight Collette recognizes with a start as she turns the corner, spotting him further down the road. "Hey!" she calls out, pitching her tone to be a little uncertain. It's harder to gauge how she should be reacting to his presence. Wariness seems a good place to begin. "Out on delivery?" She asks, trying to sound conversational even as she keeps a respectable distance.
Internally, she's glad Aurican had run with the idea of how to make himself feel useful and busy. It was a good feeling. It's part of why she did any runs as Terri. Collette really didn't need the money, after all.
morning
Nine months of Exsilium had tuned her in to its moods. Today feels like a good day, and her mood, generally upbeat, is positively bouyant as she sets off on foot for an early morning round. With her stop watch tucked in over her heart, she was prepared for the four hours this might take, hoping to be done within three and a half. One morph and demorph cycle would save on her personal energy, as well as give her some time to gather her wits and head off to the rest of what she needed to get done before the end of the month.
Jogging along on sheer good spirits, her own satchel slaps against her side until she shifts an arm to pull the strap taunt, keeping the bag from jostling as she moves. It's a short, pointed run for her today, a few missives and one parcel for personal deliveries. Most of what she runs is usually business, so this is lighter work, less constricted to deadlines.
Aurican is a sight Collette recognizes with a start as she turns the corner, spotting him further down the road. "Hey!" she calls out, pitching her tone to be a little uncertain. It's harder to gauge how she should be reacting to his presence. Wariness seems a good place to begin. "Out on delivery?" She asks, trying to sound conversational even as she keeps a respectable distance.
Internally, she's glad Aurican had run with the idea of how to make himself feel useful and busy. It was a good feeling. It's part of why she did any runs as Terri. Collette really didn't need the money, after all.