Snow wasn't used to pacing, but that's all he'd been doing for the last few hours, completely torn as to which route to take. Maybe heroes needed plans, after all. If he had worked that way all his life, maybe Serah would still be alive. And the thought of this nearly killed him every time it flashed in his mind.
He was only a couple feet away from her doorstep, and he couldn't bring himself to knock. He wasn't going to change his mind about confronting her; no, what he wasn't sure about was how he was going to confront her
( ... )
In retrospect, it was stupid of her to expect him to knock. Snow Villiers had probably never knocked on a door in his entire life. He didn't have the respect to knock on a good day, let alone when he was on a rampage. Which, by the sound of it, he was. By the look of it too, when he charged into sight.
'Lightning!' She'd closed her eyes briefly at his tone, as if preparing herself for the argument to come. By the time he'd come around the corner though, her eyes were on him, cautious and not-quite-cold. The intensity of his gaze surprised her. She got the distinct feeling that if they'd met on the battlefield the first time she was with PSICOM, he'd have looked at her that exact way. Like the enemy. Lightning hadn't been so much pissed off as ready to get things over with, when he'd arrived, but the challenge in his eyes roused her own anger for the first time since she'd seen him last. Her hands closed slowly into tight fists as he vented, only a passing thought spared to how far past rage his deceptively-calm voice meant he was.
( ... )
Snow sure as hell had not expected that -- not the deep new hole he had just created in her wall, nor the fierce response she had given him, pinning him to the wall with fire in her eyes. It had been swift and rough, and his hand went right away to his throat when she finally let go, just to make sure everything was still there.
Well, that sobered him down some.
He gave a little cough, feeling slightly uneasy now; it was Lightning, not an enemy, although treating Serah the way she had didn't make her any better in his mind. But there it came, three little words, leaving him completely astounded.
I was there!
He froze for a moment, a chill running down his spine; only his eyes moved, following her across the room. There was absolutely no way she could have been there, yet he knew she wasn't lying. It didn't matter either way; she still hadn't shown herself to him, to all of them, and if someone had belonged right under that tree, it was her"Why didn't you show yourself?" he asked, his rage fading slowly as he rubbed his joints,
( ... )
'Why didn't you show yourself?' She didn't reply to that. She had plenty of reasons... She hadn't wanted anyone to see her in the state she'd been in, she wanted to say goodbye to her sister alone, she'd have wound up arguing with him somehow and she refused to disrespect her sister that way... But none of them would've been good enough for him. She knew it. Nothing was good enough for him, as far as Serah was concerned. Lightning remembered distinctly a time when it had been the other way around. Now here he was, telling her how to treat her own sister?
'Would it have killed you to just act like a human being for once?' Lightning wasn't a particularly sensitive person, but the sheer insensitivity of what he'd said now shocked her. Shocked her back into a defensive fury, in fact. She whirled on him again, coming on like she was going to punch him.
"Would it have killed you to at least pretend you understand that I just lost my sister!?" She was shouting again, so there was no mistaking how strongly she felt about it. She stopped
( ... )
Oh, she had come close to punching his lights out again, but she had halted and stopped herself -- why? He couldn't say, but her question had stirred something inside him that made his eyes water briefly. He had to remind himself constantly that Lightning was hurting too; it wasn't just about Serah, or him. She had lost an important part of her life as well, and he wasn't good at the whole comforting thing. Not when she didn't want it from him to begin with, and not when he knew that he had nothing to comfort her with.
He looked down finally, letting out a long sigh. They'd never understand each other. She had lost her sister, but she never seemed to realize that he had lost her, too. It was either that, or she simply didn't care what he felt.
And he strongly believed in the latter option.
"Pretend to understand," he scoffed slightly, a bitter smile growing on his lips. "What about you, Lightning? Do you understand? I lost my fiancée. I lost my one, my only, but that never stopped you from punching me countless times. Didn't keep
( ... )
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He was only a couple feet away from her doorstep, and he couldn't bring himself to knock. He wasn't going to change his mind about confronting her; no, what he wasn't sure about was how he was going to confront her ( ... )
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'Lightning!' She'd closed her eyes briefly at his tone, as if preparing herself for the argument to come. By the time he'd come around the corner though, her eyes were on him, cautious and not-quite-cold. The intensity of his gaze surprised her. She got the distinct feeling that if they'd met on the battlefield the first time she was with PSICOM, he'd have looked at her that exact way. Like the enemy. Lightning hadn't been so much pissed off as ready to get things over with, when he'd arrived, but the challenge in his eyes roused her own anger for the first time since she'd seen him last. Her hands closed slowly into tight fists as he vented, only a passing thought spared to how far past rage his deceptively-calm voice meant he was. ( ... )
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Well, that sobered him down some.
He gave a little cough, feeling slightly uneasy now; it was Lightning, not an enemy, although treating Serah the way she had didn't make her any better in his mind. But there it came, three little words, leaving him completely astounded.
I was there!
He froze for a moment, a chill running down his spine; only his eyes moved, following her across the room. There was absolutely no way she could have been there, yet he knew she wasn't lying. It didn't matter either way; she still hadn't shown herself to him, to all of them, and if someone had belonged right under that tree, it was her"Why didn't you show yourself?" he asked, his rage fading slowly as he rubbed his joints, ( ... )
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'Would it have killed you to just act like a human being for once?' Lightning wasn't a particularly sensitive person, but the sheer insensitivity of what he'd said now shocked her. Shocked her back into a defensive fury, in fact. She whirled on him again, coming on like she was going to punch him.
"Would it have killed you to at least pretend you understand that I just lost my sister!?" She was shouting again, so there was no mistaking how strongly she felt about it. She stopped ( ... )
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He looked down finally, letting out a long sigh. They'd never understand each other. She had lost her sister, but she never seemed to realize that he had lost her, too. It was either that, or she simply didn't care what he felt.
And he strongly believed in the latter option.
"Pretend to understand," he scoffed slightly, a bitter smile growing on his lips. "What about you, Lightning? Do you understand? I lost my fiancée. I lost my one, my only, but that never stopped you from punching me countless times. Didn't keep ( ... )
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