Characters: Sara Sidle, Vyers Content: Zidane has gone missing. Sara needs a friend. Location: Bryant Park Hotel Time of day: Early afternoon Warnings: Definitely gonna be some sadness. :<
Sara hadn't moved from her spot on the bed, only leaving to get her computer and see if it was true. No activity on there telling anyone where he was going, or a note, which was normally left somewhere in the room.
He was really gone. Without a trace.
Had her brain been functioning properly, she would have started looking for something...anything, that could have led to where Zidane disappeared off to. But, she wasn't exactly thinking straight.
Vyers was on his way, she knew, but she kept staring at the computer screen, eyes red from the crying that she had just forced herself to stop a few minutes ago.
"Come in, it's unlocked." She said when she heard the knock. Sure, she should have checked who it was. But really, she didn't care.
A small frown appeared on Vyers's face at that, but he turned the handle and entered. She didn't look to be in a very good state at the moment, though he supposed he shouldn't have expected anything else. He would have thought she'd have moved away from the computer, though. Ah, but grief was a strange emotion, indeed. One never knew what to expect when it showed itself.
He shut the door behind him and stood in the middle of the living room, watching her with a slight tilt of his head. He would let her speak first. He didn't know exactly what the situation was, after all, and only had the barest idea as to what she was feeling. It was better for her to decide what she wanted to say, was it not?
"He's gone, Vyers." Was all she said, finally closing the laptop screen and looking over at him, shoving the computer away. "I got back, and he was just gone..." She started fiddling with the blankets on the bed.
"He told me he got healed though...that's good, right?"
Vyers nodded. "That it is. Wherever he is, he should be fine, hm?" he replied. "You have that, and I am more than certain that he is still thinking of you."
"And there is always the chance that you will see him again," he continued. "Dear mademoiselle, you cannot give up hope so easily."
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He was really gone. Without a trace.
Had her brain been functioning properly, she would have started looking for something...anything, that could have led to where Zidane disappeared off to. But, she wasn't exactly thinking straight.
Vyers was on his way, she knew, but she kept staring at the computer screen, eyes red from the crying that she had just forced herself to stop a few minutes ago.
"Come in, it's unlocked." She said when she heard the knock. Sure, she should have checked who it was. But really, she didn't care.
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He shut the door behind him and stood in the middle of the living room, watching her with a slight tilt of his head. He would let her speak first. He didn't know exactly what the situation was, after all, and only had the barest idea as to what she was feeling. It was better for her to decide what she wanted to say, was it not?
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"He told me he got healed though...that's good, right?"
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"And there is always the chance that you will see him again," he continued. "Dear mademoiselle, you cannot give up hope so easily."
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