Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

Shaun held Tina and rocked her for a few minutes, just letting her cry.

[spirit_queen]

Eventually, Tina calmed down enough to say "E-e-everything is g-going wron-ng."

[Miranda_]

Shaun sighed. "I wouldn't say everything, but it certainly seems that things are going wrong."

[spirit_queen]

"I feel like I can't do anything right." She said.

[Miranda_]

"Why do you say that? You've done everything right as far as I'm concerned."

[spirit_queen]

"But I'm not fixing anything. No one listens to me or takes me seriously." Tina said.

[Miranda_]

"You can't control everything, and you shouldn't feel as tho you have to."

[spirit_queen]

"But everybody aorund here acts like I should be able to just wave a wand, say 'bibidi bobidi boo' and fix their problems. I can't live up to that, and I don't know why I try." Tina said. She wasn't crying anymore, but she was still shaking.

[Miranda_]

"So, stop trying," said Shaun. "I don't mean just abandon anyone who really needs help, like the problem with Set, but don't feel that you have to help everyone. Especially people who just won't be helped. As far as Freya goes, she's going to eventually see for herself why drugging Loki is a bad idea, and I for one hope that it's soon."

[spirit_queen]

Tina nodded. "I think you're right. I'm so close to my breaking point, too close. I'm afraid if I push myself any harder, I'll have a meltdown."