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Who: Deidara (transient_art), Elena (wellsuited)
When: Backdated a few days. <.<
Where: The edge of the hunting grounds.
Format: Paragraph
What: Bird!
Warnings: None that I can think of.
The past couple of weeks have been less than pleasant. Ever since her little slip -- no, her confession, Itachi was standing his ground firmer than ever. For every step that she took closer...he seemed to be trying to push her two steps away. But she would keep advancing until he got tired of pushing. ...If he got tired.
And then there was Shinra -- Anatole's branch. It was a way of making all the unfamiliar feel a little bit more like home, and forming new bonds instead of constantly wishing that the old ones would just magically appear. It gave her purpose, a reason to get up in the morning. But it also has responsibilities and a fear of failure that she's never known before. Elena was born to be a follower, a damn good one, but nothing more.
And then there was Zack...and the way they'd been clashing lately. It made her sick, she didn't want to think about it. And yet it seemed like the only thing she could think about.
Things had been less fun lately. Anatole wasn't letting her age, but it was forcing her to grow up. But then...
...heh. Wanna go for a flight?
Here was something new, something exciting and hopefully dangerous.
Wait, hopefully dangerous? Elena blinked at her own thoughts, before shrugging them away as she came within view of the hunting ground. This was her solution to everything, however temporary it might be.
Besides, she couldn't just give her guns away. A flight on a bird and a few magic beans...it was a good trade!
When: Backdated a few days. <.<
Where: The edge of the hunting grounds.
Format: Paragraph
What: Bird!
Warnings: None that I can think of.
The past couple of weeks have been less than pleasant. Ever since her little slip -- no, her confession, Itachi was standing his ground firmer than ever. For every step that she took closer...he seemed to be trying to push her two steps away. But she would keep advancing until he got tired of pushing. ...If he got tired.
And then there was Shinra -- Anatole's branch. It was a way of making all the unfamiliar feel a little bit more like home, and forming new bonds instead of constantly wishing that the old ones would just magically appear. It gave her purpose, a reason to get up in the morning. But it also has responsibilities and a fear of failure that she's never known before. Elena was born to be a follower, a damn good one, but nothing more.
And then there was Zack...and the way they'd been clashing lately. It made her sick, she didn't want to think about it. And yet it seemed like the only thing she could think about.
Things had been less fun lately. Anatole wasn't letting her age, but it was forcing her to grow up. But then...
...heh. Wanna go for a flight?
Here was something new, something exciting and hopefully dangerous.
Wait, hopefully dangerous? Elena blinked at her own thoughts, before shrugging them away as she came within view of the hunting ground. This was her solution to everything, however temporary it might be.
Besides, she couldn't just give her guns away. A flight on a bird and a few magic beans...it was a good trade!