<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/24/83/54/248354e20d4e3b0613e7af6cd7ecc080.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Character</strong>: Kara De Luca | Proxy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15339787#msg15339787)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Lakeside<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: OPEN<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The sun was shining and birds were chirping happily in the trees all over the grounds, but Kara wasn't outside to enjoy the weather. The lake was typically the place she tended to hang out during the day. It wasn't to go swimming or to watch others splash around, but to get away from all the connections. It felt like everyone was always attached to their phones - Posting, texting, video calls to friends and family outside of this mansion. It was all too much. Too much information, too much to process, too much stimulus! She couldn't stay locked in her bedroom all day, hiding in the little box that blocked out all that signal. Kara knew she needed to get out, feel the sun, stretch her legs, but she needed to escape the chaos. She couldn't stay inside, surrounded by people with phones in their pockets and laptops in nearly every room.<br/><br/>Kara moved as far away as she could get from the mansion without physically being in the lake and sat down, exhaling heavily as she closed her eyes for a moment. She hadn't escaped her connection, but it was at least quieter now and the visual connections were faded enough to not force her eyes to it. She was calm, sitting beside the lake for a moment as she just breathed slowly and deeply before laying down on the ground.<br/><br/>Amber-colored eyes looked up at the sky, ignoring the lit up connections before her enough to see the clouds as they floated by, changing shape and reminding her of a simpler time, before her<em>"hallucinations"</em>began. It had been four months and she was still no closer to getting it under control. Or, at least, that's how it felt. It was just so difficult to focus on anything besides the signals, to hear any one person on their own without voices in the background, talking about what they had for dinner or how Greg was most definitely cheating because Stephanie thought she saw him at the movies with some girl.