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Unfortunate Discoveries (OTA)

Nov 25, 2012 14:49

When you're a spy, you always take new intelligence with a grain of salt. Sometimes it was good and sometimes it was bad, but in the end, if there was a job that needed to get done and you only had a little bit of information to go on, you had to make that enough. When you woke up in your room in a strange village with a map, however, you had to ( Read more... )

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inside_hermind November 27 2012, 22:07:42 UTC

Christine had been both shocked and strangely comforted to find the gravestone of her father here. It gave her the opportunity to continue what she would in Paris. Continue visiting and speaking to him in the hope that things may become clearer. Her thoughts had been confusing recently regarding life, performance and one man in particular. She needed his guidance. As she arrived, she walked through the others with respect, head down. She knew the path well enough that looking was not entirely necessary. As she came closer to her father's grave she spotted feet close to where she must go and paused. She had never been within the cemetery walls with someone else, not even in Paris.

Should she go? She wasn't entirely sure and for the moment she stood silently, not wishing to intrude on his moment.

likes_yogurt November 29 2012, 02:34:11 UTC

Michael was aware of the presence of someone else, but his attention remained on the tombstone of his dead younger brother. The how, why, and possibly who were all swimming in his head.

inside_hermind November 29 2012, 20:31:54 UTC

Christine slowly looked down at the flowers in her hand then carefully unravelled the ribbon tied around them, pulling out a few. Quietly, she stepped up to the stranger and held the few out. He may not want interrupted, and she would apologise, but she still felt she should offer.

"Would you like some? To place down?"

likes_yogurt December 2 2012, 03:12:58 UTC

Michael couldn't help but start to play out all the possibilities of what could have happened to Nate. Something inside him made him feel like it couldn't have been something like a car accident or natural death. Somehow Michael felt responsible.

The woman's voice jarred him from his thoughts. His muscles tensed and only after a long moment did he turn his head just enough to see what she was offering. Flowers. Flowers for the dead.

He swallowed. His throat felt like sandpaper. When he spoke, Michael's voice was quiet and hoarse. "No...thank you... He - - He's not dead." Not yet from Michael's perspective anyways.

inside_hermind December 2 2012, 11:07:02 UTC

Christine clearly looked guilty for interrupting him. Of course, everyone likes to be left to spend the time at a graveside in thought. Well for the most part. When he looked at her, she tried her best to remain as calm as possible. She hoped she had not angered him. And by his response, it seemed she may not have. Good.

"Oh..." she replied softly, holding the flowers back against her stomach. She had to wonder why the grave of someone not dead would be here but the village doesn't always make sense.

"Might I ask who he is?" she asked, her voice still gentle. She really did expect to get pushed away but she could try.

likes_yogurt December 5 2012, 22:02:24 UTC

His eyes refocused on the tombstone and the words. The date seemed permanently etched now in his mind. It took Michael a long moment to find his voice again.

"....my brother." Younger brother. One too young and undeserving a death.

inside_hermind December 5 2012, 23:24:27 UTC

"Oh."

Christine had been an only child but could at least guess a little just how much that must hurt. Losing her father had been awful, after all.

"I am most sorry."

likes_yogurt December 6 2012, 00:58:55 UTC

The muscles in his face tensed. He wasn't ready for condolences. He wasn't ready to accept the information that his brother was dead. The date hadn't happened yet. Michael would prevent it. He would prevent it.

"...like I said...." His voice was quiet, hoarse, but controlled. "...He's not dead."

inside_hermind December 6 2012, 08:37:15 UTC

Christine glanced at him then nodded, looking down. She could sense that she really should stop questioning him about the death. It clearly upset him and that was understandable. She still felt upset about her father but it had been so long that she could at lest deal with it a little.

"Of course. My apologies."

likes_yogurt December 6 2012, 15:02:57 UTC

He closed his eyes for a moment. Michael knew he wasn't being the best of company at the moment although he hadn't been expecting this when he followed the map, either. He had been hoping for some answers to the files.

Michael turned away from the gravestone. "I'm sorry... I guess I'm just not good company right now."

He meant his apology, which he said as he looked at her, face still devastated, but holding onto some control from deep down inside. Then he started to walk passed her.

inside_hermind December 6 2012, 21:44:59 UTC

"Oh no. No do not apologise." He had no need to, she understood the feeling in a few ways. "I should not have interrupted you."

She wanted to make sure he was okay as he walked away but knew that was a silly thing to ask. Of course he would not be okay right now. So she watched him, fully sympathetic.

likes_yogurt December 7 2012, 00:12:22 UTC

(ooc: When he sees her again, he'll apologize. Broody spy is broody right now.)

inside_hermind December 7 2012, 08:56:22 UTC

[ooc: That's fine! They can thread any time :)]

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