Paaast the point of noooo retuuuurn~ [Closed/Incomplete]
Characters: Cassandra and Agamemnon
Date/Time: After Agamemnon's altercation with Helen
Location: The Apartment halls
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: The creepy.
Summary: You showed no sympathy, my love, and this was no place for you and me to walk alone.
Cassandra slipped her phone into her purse as she stepped out of the store, the familiar chime sounding behind her. She'd worked later today, but she just... had to get out of the building, for as long as possible. Hector was away, Paris was sick, and who knew what was up with Deiphobus...
She paused at the doorway, casting a glance back thoughtfully. She didn't want to bother Perse- Phoebe, the woman had her own troubles right now, and she had been too kind for Cassie to bother her with her own. Really, Agamemnon hadn't even replied. Just like she thought, he had probably forgotten all about her. Probably. Hopefully.
Setting her shoulders, she endeavored to keep her chin up as she walked instead of tucked against her chest where it usually was. So much of the world was missed when you kept your eyes on the ground. She had always known this, and only now was getting better at rectifying it. Controlled, measured steps. Controlled, measured breathing. Normal. She was a normal person, like anyone else.
Little insanities were forgiven in this day and age. Eccentric they said, now, if you ran in the right circles. Could anyone blame her for wanting to stay?
It wasn't until she was in the elevator that it hit her.
At six miles up it will explode, if man was meant to fly he would be given wings little Icarus, flying too close to the sun and paying the price-
She winced at the sudden sharp pain of a headache, the dizziness that came with some of the visions. She hit the button to open the door uncaring of what floor it was on to stumble out so she would at least not be in motion as she gasped for breath.
Date/Time: After Agamemnon's altercation with Helen
Location: The Apartment halls
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: The creepy.
Summary: You showed no sympathy, my love, and this was no place for you and me to walk alone.
Cassandra slipped her phone into her purse as she stepped out of the store, the familiar chime sounding behind her. She'd worked later today, but she just... had to get out of the building, for as long as possible. Hector was away, Paris was sick, and who knew what was up with Deiphobus...
She paused at the doorway, casting a glance back thoughtfully. She didn't want to bother Perse- Phoebe, the woman had her own troubles right now, and she had been too kind for Cassie to bother her with her own. Really, Agamemnon hadn't even replied. Just like she thought, he had probably forgotten all about her. Probably. Hopefully.
Setting her shoulders, she endeavored to keep her chin up as she walked instead of tucked against her chest where it usually was. So much of the world was missed when you kept your eyes on the ground. She had always known this, and only now was getting better at rectifying it. Controlled, measured steps. Controlled, measured breathing. Normal. She was a normal person, like anyone else.
Little insanities were forgiven in this day and age. Eccentric they said, now, if you ran in the right circles. Could anyone blame her for wanting to stay?
It wasn't until she was in the elevator that it hit her.
At six miles up it will explode, if man was meant to fly he would be given wings little Icarus, flying too close to the sun and paying the price-
She winced at the sudden sharp pain of a headache, the dizziness that came with some of the visions. She hit the button to open the door uncaring of what floor it was on to stumble out so she would at least not be in motion as she gasped for breath.