[Adstringendum Call-Out Post]

Aug 22, 2000 21:57

[This is the post where, if your character and Sango are set up for a conversation/offline and no immediate post or log is available, we can play out said interactions. Just slap up a comment with offline/type of media and perhaps a date, and go go go!]

!offline, !voice, !video, !text, !in-between, *adstringendum, setup

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[Offline] reflectivedawn November 17 2011, 02:06:56 UTC
[He doesn't respond. There's nothing to respond with or to. There's only a familiar emptiness slowly seeping back into heart, reopening all of the cracks and pieces that she had once filled. But there are no words. No goodbye, no sentimental words to try and make it better.

The dawn is still there. It would still come, following the darkness and bringing in the light. It would still be his time, his moment when he felt more at peace, more at rest, more like he belonged than at any other moment. He would still awake or stay up just to experience that magical moment when the darkness deepened and the first specks of light began to break through.

He would still be the dawn. But it wasn't her light that he would be making sure rose. It would be Sora's. The place where he truly belonged. He was land and Sora was the sky and the two always met. The sky needed the land to be it's support, to be it's strength, solid and real and stable and always there while the sky moved and changed.

He waits there for a moment before turning, scooping up Kuusai as he went. Unlike her, he wouldn't be able to take the kittens with him. Placing him into the basket he shared with Kaito in the corner of his room, he picked it up, making sure both kittens were safely inside and carried it into Sora's room, along with their food and dishes, leaving only them and a note behind, telling Sora to take good care of them and that he would be back in a couple of days.

A bag was packed, another note was left, this time for whoever would find it. His door was closed, just as gently as the front door had been, his feet sounded against the same stairs and he left through the same door. Only what he left behind was different.

He knew running away wasn't the answer. But he did it anyway.]

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