Log; ongoing
When; February 25th, afternoon.
Rating; PG-ish.
Characters; Solomon Goldsmith (favoritetraitor) and Saya Otonashi (hematophagy).
Summary; Solomon is determined to get Saya to trust him, but she is more than a little reluctant.
Log;
Saya was waiting. To be perfectly honest, she was regretting agreeing to meet Solomon. The last time she'd seen him in person, he'd saved her from James. In fact, he'd allowed James to fall thousands of feet into the earth simply to save her. Yes, he'd said he loved her and would always be on her side, but she'd brushed that off as a rouse. He was trying to get her to join Diva, or maybe even leading her into a trap to get her killed.
But if it were that simple, would he really kill his brother to do so?
And then, the was the strange things he'd been speaking of. Wounds? Arriving here before she'd waken up? The wounds she'd received from James were minor at best, and she hadn't been knocked unconscious. What in the world was he talking about?
Saya tightened her grip on her sword. Regardless of his true intentions, all it would take was a small cut, just enough to get her blood into his bloodstream. Perhaps she couldn't kill him permanently, but at the very least she could make him a bit more wary about tricking her in the future.
Rating; PG-ish.
Characters; Solomon Goldsmith (favoritetraitor) and Saya Otonashi (hematophagy).
Summary; Solomon is determined to get Saya to trust him, but she is more than a little reluctant.
Log;
Saya was waiting. To be perfectly honest, she was regretting agreeing to meet Solomon. The last time she'd seen him in person, he'd saved her from James. In fact, he'd allowed James to fall thousands of feet into the earth simply to save her. Yes, he'd said he loved her and would always be on her side, but she'd brushed that off as a rouse. He was trying to get her to join Diva, or maybe even leading her into a trap to get her killed.
But if it were that simple, would he really kill his brother to do so?
And then, the was the strange things he'd been speaking of. Wounds? Arriving here before she'd waken up? The wounds she'd received from James were minor at best, and she hadn't been knocked unconscious. What in the world was he talking about?
Saya tightened her grip on her sword. Regardless of his true intentions, all it would take was a small cut, just enough to get her blood into his bloodstream. Perhaps she couldn't kill him permanently, but at the very least she could make him a bit more wary about tricking her in the future.