[Week 21, Day 5] [After Dark]in_starvationApril 10 2011, 02:55:35 UTC
[Jessica doesn't know what to do.
She shouldn't have come. She shouldn't have come alone for that matter. Maybe she should stick close to Matt, or Elfangor. They are all she has now - Chrome, Mukuro, and now M are gone. The V business is officially dead. She doesn't offer her blood for profit -
- she can still feels burning ropes of silver digging in her skin, burning, destroying -
She shivers, but no chill comes.
Mizusato is nice enough, she guess. Better than Raisato, certainly. Friendlier than Yomisato. She still needs some way to find a job that doesn't reveal her nature, even though it's too late for that.
For now, she stares at the darkened sky, waiting for the man-made lights that won't hurt her at a distance.]
[Matt finally found a present, and spent too much on it, and now he's not sure if it's a good idea, like he thought when he saw it, or totally cheesy, or just plain stupid.
So he's hesitant when he approaches J, and doesn't take the little necklace, with night-blooming jasmine worked in colored glass as its pendant, out of his pocket just yet. He's been trying not to be overprotective lately, trying not to smother her, even though he kind of hates to have her out of his sight.
He goes close enough to call her name softly, giving her the chance to come to him.]
[She smelled him before he even called her name, and turned when he called out her name. She smiles, but she knows that it's strained, like everything else in her body. The body she offers for others to claim, even though she tried to make a profit off of it -
- it wasn't worth it, wasn't it?
And now her body repaired but still having the lingering affects of being brutally used, she turns and tries to smile. For Matt's sake. For hers sake.
She walks up to him and falls to the urge of hugging him tightly.]
[Matt wraps his arms around her, resting his cheek against her hair, which he'd still swear smells faintly sweet.
Wanting to give someone space is good in theory and all, but when he sees her bloody and weak practically every time he blinks, like the image is waiting there behind his eyelids? He's gonna hold on really tight when she's close.]
Hey, [he says, almost a whisper.] Um, I got you something.
WHY AM I SO LATE SOB SOBin_starvationApril 16 2011, 18:59:40 UTC
[She holds on tightly, because while his arms may have reminded her of the tightening silver chains, the fact they don't burn, and they are warm and filled with the scent of flowing blood, makes it easier. She holds on to him tightly, like a lifeline (except he is, perhaps the only one she has left) until she eases out. She perks at the mention of a present.]
[He digs the necklace out of his pocket without moving too far away, since he kind of can't bear to, and the nervousness flares up again--is it right? will she like it?--as he holds it out.]
I thought. 'cause it's from the south, and it only blooms at night.
She shouldn't have come. She shouldn't have come alone for that matter. Maybe she should stick close to Matt, or Elfangor. They are all she has now - Chrome, Mukuro, and now M are gone. The V business is officially dead. She doesn't offer her blood for profit -
- she can still feels burning ropes of silver digging in her skin, burning, destroying -
She shivers, but no chill comes.
Mizusato is nice enough, she guess. Better than Raisato, certainly. Friendlier than Yomisato. She still needs some way to find a job that doesn't reveal her nature, even though it's too late for that.
For now, she stares at the darkened sky, waiting for the man-made lights that won't hurt her at a distance.]
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So he's hesitant when he approaches J, and doesn't take the little necklace, with night-blooming jasmine worked in colored glass as its pendant, out of his pocket just yet. He's been trying not to be overprotective lately, trying not to smother her, even though he kind of hates to have her out of his sight.
He goes close enough to call her name softly, giving her the chance to come to him.]
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- it wasn't worth it, wasn't it?
And now her body repaired but still having the lingering affects of being brutally used, she turns and tries to smile. For Matt's sake. For hers sake.
She walks up to him and falls to the urge of hugging him tightly.]
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Wanting to give someone space is good in theory and all, but when he sees her bloody and weak practically every time he blinks, like the image is waiting there behind his eyelids? He's gonna hold on really tight when she's close.]
Hey, [he says, almost a whisper.] Um, I got you something.
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Oh?
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[He digs the necklace out of his pocket without moving too far away, since he kind of can't bear to, and the nervousness flares up again--is it right? will she like it?--as he holds it out.]
I thought. 'cause it's from the south, and it only blooms at night.
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