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kore_logs2013-05-06 12:05 pm
afallenstar) wrote in kore_logs2013-05-06 12:05 pm
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must we all create stories based on the final outcome, convinced that our fiction is real
Who: Anna Milton and Jesse Finch
Where: H20justaddwater
When: Day 68
What: Check-ins and existential discussions.
In the short period of time between regaining her Grace an his return, Anna noticed the absence. She noticed every absence in a place this small, the sudden void where a soul had previously been, but when it was Jesse she...
...hadn't done anything, actually. Hadn't said a word to her siblings or her friends, didn't talk about it with anyone actually. She's unaccustomed to loss, after all. Until fairly recently, by her standards at least, angels didn't often have to process loss. Little but another angel could kill one, after all.
Just as she had noticed his absence she feels his return, but she waits. Galen, his other housemates, they deserve their time with him. She waits, and when she feels it has been enough time she goes to him. Anna doesn't announce it because it's important enough not to worry over time wasting trivialities like informing someone before appearing right in front of them. The epitome of manners, this one.
When she goes to him, she appears with the usual flutter of wings and a faint attempt at a smile. She's silent for a moment, then clears her throat and says quietly, carefully.
"You're back."
Where: H20
When: Day 68
What: Check-ins and existential discussions.
In the short period of time between regaining her Grace an his return, Anna noticed the absence. She noticed every absence in a place this small, the sudden void where a soul had previously been, but when it was Jesse she...
...hadn't done anything, actually. Hadn't said a word to her siblings or her friends, didn't talk about it with anyone actually. She's unaccustomed to loss, after all. Until fairly recently, by her standards at least, angels didn't often have to process loss. Little but another angel could kill one, after all.
Just as she had noticed his absence she feels his return, but she waits. Galen, his other housemates, they deserve their time with him. She waits, and when she feels it has been enough time she goes to him. Anna doesn't announce it because it's important enough not to worry over time wasting trivialities like informing someone before appearing right in front of them. The epitome of manners, this one.
When she goes to him, she appears with the usual flutter of wings and a faint attempt at a smile. She's silent for a moment, then clears her throat and says quietly, carefully.
"You're back."
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"So you didn't go home." She pauses a moment, slowly wrapping her head around the idea that he could be back after that, - and 'got killed' prompts all sorts of questions, but it's hardly the time to ask them. Instead she just gently lays a hand on his shoulder, nice and slow with no sudden movements. Now is hardly the time for a heart attack.
"I'm...sorry I couldn't help."