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Characters: livetoavenge and mylife_foryours.
Date: March 30th
Summary: Clare and Jean have a reunion. Cue Snow Patrol soundtrack.
Warnings: Clare's tears? idek man, possible angst and death talk and that's about it!
Seven years. Though neither her appearance nor her goals had changed since the day of Jean's death, to Clare it still felt like a lifetime ago, like the world had become an entirely different place. She had grown accustomed to the memory, of seeing that monster rip a hole clean through Jean's gut, the feeling of their yoki synchronising as her comrade had used up the last of her energy, given her life to ensure that Clare kept her humanity. Still, it had never stopped being painful to recall, no matter how much time passed.
From the brief description Jean had given and the memories she had of her own arrival here, it hadn't been too difficult for Clare to narrow down the area that she knew she would have to search. She moved quickly, more quickly than a human could manage, silver eyes flashing as she cast brief glances around for any signs of a familiar sword or armour, or that distinctive hair.
Near to the area that she had woken up in herself, Clare came to a stop, eyes closing as she concentrated on finding that familiar yoki, casting her senses out. It had been long enough, but--there. Eyes opening, she turned in the direction of the familiar presence, making her way forwards. "Jean?" she called after a moment, aware that her yoki was still fully repressed, almost undetectable. She didn't want to catch her off guard.
Date: March 30th
Summary: Clare and Jean have a reunion. Cue Snow Patrol soundtrack.
Warnings: Clare's tears? idek man, possible angst and death talk and that's about it!
Seven years. Though neither her appearance nor her goals had changed since the day of Jean's death, to Clare it still felt like a lifetime ago, like the world had become an entirely different place. She had grown accustomed to the memory, of seeing that monster rip a hole clean through Jean's gut, the feeling of their yoki synchronising as her comrade had used up the last of her energy, given her life to ensure that Clare kept her humanity. Still, it had never stopped being painful to recall, no matter how much time passed.
From the brief description Jean had given and the memories she had of her own arrival here, it hadn't been too difficult for Clare to narrow down the area that she knew she would have to search. She moved quickly, more quickly than a human could manage, silver eyes flashing as she cast brief glances around for any signs of a familiar sword or armour, or that distinctive hair.
Near to the area that she had woken up in herself, Clare came to a stop, eyes closing as she concentrated on finding that familiar yoki, casting her senses out. It had been long enough, but--there. Eyes opening, she turned in the direction of the familiar presence, making her way forwards. "Jean?" she called after a moment, aware that her yoki was still fully repressed, almost undetectable. She didn't want to catch her off guard.