Time Goes by so Slowly [Closed]
Characters: Tear Grants and Gwendal von Voltaire
Content: Gwendal has something to update Tear on, so she goes to visit him.
Setting: Gwendal's quarters
Time: Backdated to being shortly after this~
Warnings: None expected.
It had been quite some time since they last spoke.
The first time they met, it was primarily in regards to her brother. The next time, they spent some time together and had the opportunity to see a couple of cute bearbees. This time, she wasn't sure what he wanted to tell her, but she doubted it would be anything trivial.
On this train of thought, it didn't take long for Tear to arrive at Gwendal's room, shortly after receiving his message. His quarters wasn't far, and she was already familiar with the winding corridors of the Silvana. However, as much as she wanted to hear the information he wanted to relay, she didn't bother to quicken her pace. Rushing was a sign of urgency or eagerness, and with secrecy being the key, it wouldn't do well to indicate anything out of the ordinary. She didn't know if he truly wanted to tell her something away from prying ears, or if it was simply some small yet relevant tidbit, but it never hurt to play it safe.
Slowing to a halt before his door, she raised a gloved hand, curling it lightly before she brought it rapping gently on the door. "Gwendal?" she called out to him, her tone an even neutral as usual. "It's Tear. May I come in?"
Content: Gwendal has something to update Tear on, so she goes to visit him.
Setting: Gwendal's quarters
Time: Backdated to being shortly after this~
Warnings: None expected.
It had been quite some time since they last spoke.
The first time they met, it was primarily in regards to her brother. The next time, they spent some time together and had the opportunity to see a couple of cute bearbees. This time, she wasn't sure what he wanted to tell her, but she doubted it would be anything trivial.
On this train of thought, it didn't take long for Tear to arrive at Gwendal's room, shortly after receiving his message. His quarters wasn't far, and she was already familiar with the winding corridors of the Silvana. However, as much as she wanted to hear the information he wanted to relay, she didn't bother to quicken her pace. Rushing was a sign of urgency or eagerness, and with secrecy being the key, it wouldn't do well to indicate anything out of the ordinary. She didn't know if he truly wanted to tell her something away from prying ears, or if it was simply some small yet relevant tidbit, but it never hurt to play it safe.
Slowing to a halt before his door, she raised a gloved hand, curling it lightly before she brought it rapping gently on the door. "Gwendal?" she called out to him, her tone an even neutral as usual. "It's Tear. May I come in?"