Where has that old friend gone?
Characters: Clé/Diana (unwinding_key) & Honor/Alanna (healing_death)
Date/Time: Dec. 14, 1AM
Location: Clé's residence.
Rating: PG
Summary: Honor can't stand to be alone with her thoughts, and had previously promised Clé tea. The promise was just moved up. 8D
Honor had been staring at the trees for far too long. Her mind had begun to wander, and she couldn't help but blame herself for the death of her brother. Finally, she yanked out her journal and her stomach roiled at the post made in Gundam's writing, but obviously wasn't him. He never spoke like that, and the writer made no attempt to pretend to be him. That, at least, was a relief.
She spoke briefly with Clé on the journal, in that selfsame entry, and decided it was better to be around someone, even a person she disagreed with, than to be stuck here, where she only had memories of killing someone to preserve her own life... It was still a shock she'd done it, and was disappointed in herself for having thrown up at the sight of blood everywhere. She struggled to her feet, having rested a little over a day, and made her way, following Clé's directions.
Her knuckles knocked politely before awaiting an answer. Would the woman see her as herself, or, no... It was only possible she'd tell Honor exactly what she thought of her hiding her gender from everyone, lying to her friends, betraying their trust...
Date/Time: Dec. 14, 1AM
Location: Clé's residence.
Rating: PG
Summary: Honor can't stand to be alone with her thoughts, and had previously promised Clé tea. The promise was just moved up. 8D
Honor had been staring at the trees for far too long. Her mind had begun to wander, and she couldn't help but blame herself for the death of her brother. Finally, she yanked out her journal and her stomach roiled at the post made in Gundam's writing, but obviously wasn't him. He never spoke like that, and the writer made no attempt to pretend to be him. That, at least, was a relief.
She spoke briefly with Clé on the journal, in that selfsame entry, and decided it was better to be around someone, even a person she disagreed with, than to be stuck here, where she only had memories of killing someone to preserve her own life... It was still a shock she'd done it, and was disappointed in herself for having thrown up at the sight of blood everywhere. She struggled to her feet, having rested a little over a day, and made her way, following Clé's directions.
Her knuckles knocked politely before awaiting an answer. Would the woman see her as herself, or, no... It was only possible she'd tell Honor exactly what she thought of her hiding her gender from everyone, lying to her friends, betraying their trust...