Sodalite suddenly had the desire to write, and so she did. She wrote plan after plan, never stopping once. Her pen scribbled furiously over one of her many books.

She was unnaware now much time had actually passed, but as she looked around, Sodalite saw piles of books that she had apparently just written. She didn't even know what she was writing, but it seemed to come off as easily as watching the world. She knew the human saying was as easy as breathing, but Gems did not have any need to breathe, so she changed it for her own purposes. She looked through them, page after page. Her plans weren't good enough. It had started out relatively simple, a monster attacks, Aqua leads the attack against said monster. But then it spiraled out of control. She had no idea what sort of monster it was, and Howlite was now dead. She looked at another book, and another, and read all of them being throwing the last of them in one of the new piles of thrown books. None of them were good enough. She could take all the time in the world to make the perfect plans, but someone would still end up getting hurt, or even worse, dying.

The took a minute to breathe. She needed to calm herself. She would find a way to protect them, she promised herself that. She wouldn't loose any more people. Slowly, Sodalite reached out and grabbed one of the books. As she was reading them quickly and furiously before, she had missed a saying that repeated itself every few words.

[color=00aeef]I'm not good enough[/color]

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Chuck did some stuff.