It had been terrifying, knowing that she was responsible for someone else's fate. Knowing that a half-second would ruin their plans. She had wanted to collapse with relief when she and Peter arrived safely at the meeting-point ( Read more... )

"I'll be perfectly safe," Naminé repeated. "I wouldn't have volunteered if I weren't sure of that."

She folded her hands in her lap and awaited further flailings from Valentine. Who seemed less-than-thrilled by her decision to participate in tomorrow's goings-on.

(for the holiday who was modded with permission)

Sora. Sora had been taken. Sora. It was all right, because Naminé could reach Sora ( Read more... )

Naminé was pacing. And thinking. And trying not to worry. And her mind was swirling with thoughts of monsters and classes she was coming to loathe and angels and abductions and where was Valentine? If he had disappeared on her, she was going to hurt him and he had better realize that while there were crazy angels on the loose he was going to have a ( Read more... )