Always There [CLOSED]

[count_to_peace]

Who: count_to_peace and codename_fire
What: Retrieving Noin from SPAAAAAAACE.
When: Right after this text
Where: Space the final frontier
Warnings: Possibly angst. Possibly yes.

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[codename_fire]

She had waited to text him. Argued even against it to voices only she seemed to hear. This was juvenile, petty, and unreasonable.

But she couldn't stop shaking.There was something to be said about your ability to be at a distance, detach yourself from something that still was on the other side of a fizzing, plastic-based screen. Maybe that it made you a little less...alive. Make yourself numb, take a shower, and move on. There admittedly was a much harder time of doing so when it was right, literally, in your lap, however. Or in her case, literally gone from her lap

[count_to_peace]

The Taurus came into sight, stationary with its system turned off. With a few button pushes, Zechs knew she was still alive with the heat detection sensors. The Tallgeese III stopped just a few feet from the other suit. He brought up a communication window, broadcasting his image to her. Nothing was said for a few moments.

"Noin..."

Blasted space and mobile suits for keeping them together, yet separated.

[codename_fire]

For a while longer, she hopes for nothing but silence. The soft click of the screen turning on reminds her that, indeed, she still had the old settings on to accept any incoming frequencies, her alert ears always mindful, always trying to be prepared.

She doesn't look up, absorbing to soft tonal quality of his voice, and smokey breath escapes her lips as she relents to speak, goosebumps crawling up her arms.
"Is that you, Zechs...?"

How nostalgic.

[count_to_peace]

"..what happened?" Of course it was him. He watched her, patient, knowing pushing her to express her feelings would only lead to more suppressed feelings.