( teal dear stuff )[That's why Nepeta had left for a while, seeking solitude not in her dorm, or in Vriska's, or even the cave she had claimed as her own in the training center. No, instead she had gone out to the city later in the day when there weren't so many people out in the streets. The few that were still out and about mostly ignored her. She sat on the ledge of a fountain, a thermos of tea at her side and notebook open in her lap full of writing in alternian text.
She had never been much of a writer before, but she was beginning to find catharsis in it, and while it didn't answer any of her questions, at the very least it help her to organize her thoughts enough to least realize what some of those questions even were.
((ooc; still answering to threads on event log! will get to everyone, but i wanted this up before the events end/they left fisherman's horizon. expect tags on this entry to be slow till Im done with those ^^;))