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 Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 1:31 pm
The silence was heavy. Rivener couldn't quite look at Lucia, just as she was no longer looking at him. She backed up and pressed to the opposite wall, slipping to the floor... It sent a shock of fresh guilt through Riv's body but he didn't move. He shouldn't try to help her, that would be like stringing her along. There was nothing he could do but leave.
Shoulders sagging, Rivener shook his head at himself. He'd known things would turn out like this... With a deep sigh, Rivener finally reached the doorknob and turned it, opening the door to reveal the cold world outside. It wasn't much different from the cold world Lucia was now realizing she lived in. "I'm really sorry, Lucia. I'm sorry." It didn't matter how many times Riv said it, but it couldn't stop dripping from his lips.
Before anything else could go wrong, the Scorpion floated out and closed the door behind himself. He'd head home as soon as he closed his jacket against the oncoming storm.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 1:54 pm
The cold overwhelmed the Kitten as Rivener opened the door. She would have shivered, but her body seemed more concerned with having her stare at the ground. Goosebumps rose from the back of her neck down.
The Scorpion apologized again. As polite as those words were supposed to be, they really didn't make a difference. They really had no effect. All they were was words. Meaningless unless you did something about them. And Rivener's actions said everything. He saw her on the ground and his hand opened her world to cold.
The kitten's eyes flicked up briefly at his back as he floated outside. With the click of the latch, Rivener closed the door on her, leaving her there. She doubted he would think to get in touch with someone who could help her.
Still along the floor, she floated to the long window beside the door and watched as he zipped his jacket and floated down the walkway and to the street where the darkness of the night and white of the snow hid him from her view.
The frei floated up to her room and locked the door behind her. When Yuurei came home she would think he was just being moody or something. She slipped off her jacket and pulled her hair up into a messy bun. She would fix it later, but for now it didn't matter. She crawled under her covers and curled up in a ball. The tears were dry on her cheeks as she tried not to think, but couldn't stop.
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