I'll take my hope where I can find it
Day: 43
Characters: Yuffie
wutaian_rose and Reeve
felis_fidelus
Summary: Time to regroup.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: night.
Status: Incomplete, open to Sasuke.
That was one less person to count.
Link was, anyway.
...Gaia she hated thinking like that. It made her feel sick. As much as she sat and screamed and cried and told Edgey otherwise, she was getting used to this. And she hated it. Hated that the deaths of good people who she cared about were everyday things. She hated that she couldn't do anything about it. Hated that her arguments about caring and believing they could get out fell flat. She hated all of it.
And she really hated that recently she could list more things she hated then that she loved.
There was something really wrong with that and she couldn't remember that being the case with her since she was sixteen. Not that there had been a case like this when she was sixteen. But still. Same rough idea.
She felt...Dull. Something was wrong. Very wrong. It felt like everything in her head was fuzzy and confused and she couldn't work her way around it. And more then that she didn't want to because what the hell was she supposed to do if it meant that she really wasn't being as affected by all of this or too affected and she couldn't do this anymore. She felt claustrophobic and awful and sick and she wanted it all to stop. She wanted to be happy for longer then five minutes. She wanted to have her friends- her family- safe and close and not have to be on alert.
She found herself outside Reeve's room without really having tried to get there, just letting her feet lead her and once she got to the door she tried as hard as she could to refocus. To at least not worry him.
"Hiya Boss."
Characters: Yuffie
wutaian_rose and Reeve
felis_fidelus
Summary: Time to regroup.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: night.
Status: Incomplete, open to Sasuke.
That was one less person to count.
Link was, anyway.
...Gaia she hated thinking like that. It made her feel sick. As much as she sat and screamed and cried and told Edgey otherwise, she was getting used to this. And she hated it. Hated that the deaths of good people who she cared about were everyday things. She hated that she couldn't do anything about it. Hated that her arguments about caring and believing they could get out fell flat. She hated all of it.
And she really hated that recently she could list more things she hated then that she loved.
There was something really wrong with that and she couldn't remember that being the case with her since she was sixteen. Not that there had been a case like this when she was sixteen. But still. Same rough idea.
She felt...Dull. Something was wrong. Very wrong. It felt like everything in her head was fuzzy and confused and she couldn't work her way around it. And more then that she didn't want to because what the hell was she supposed to do if it meant that she really wasn't being as affected by all of this or too affected and she couldn't do this anymore. She felt claustrophobic and awful and sick and she wanted it all to stop. She wanted to be happy for longer then five minutes. She wanted to have her friends- her family- safe and close and not have to be on alert.
She found herself outside Reeve's room without really having tried to get there, just letting her feet lead her and once she got to the door she tried as hard as she could to refocus. To at least not worry him.
"Hiya Boss."