[closed] throw your soul through every open door / count your blessings to find what you look for

Jul 26, 2011 02:29

Characters: Angel and Darla, closed.
Location: Other apartments on Coruscant. You know the ones everyone starts out in? Well, not those.
Planet: Coruscant.
When: After this log!
What: Angel and Darla are reuniting. 8|
Rating: your mom. no idek.

there's a fire starting in my heart / reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark )

☄angel: angel, btvs: darla

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wellpastsaving July 26 2011, 07:38:09 UTC
[She didn't call to him in words, or even with a clear image of where she was. She knew she just had to let him sense her presence, and it would be enough to draw him there eventually.

And she knew he'd come alone. Because that was the way of this game between them, and some things never changed.

Plus, she knew he both wouldn't want to get someone else involved before he knew what he was getting into, and also that the part of him that suspected it could be her wouldn't want to share that with the class ( ... )

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hasasoul July 27 2011, 04:08:13 UTC
Darla.

[His voice held a mixture of shock and disbelief, but there was something else, too. Something underneath. He was angry, more at the circumstances of her death than at her. Well, here was his chance to kill her. To get it all over with, even though it would kill him inside. Re-kill. Whatever. So he tried to step in through the door --

-- And it pushed him back. There was an invisible threshold blocking him from entering. Which had to mean something. Namely ... ]

You're still alive? [And then there was the kicked puppy face.]

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wellpastsaving July 27 2011, 04:23:13 UTC
[She turns her face very slightly, so that he can see the humorless and bitter shadow of a smile flicker at the edge of her lips.]

Sorry to disappoint.

[There's a silence that hangs there for a fraction of a moment before she adds:]

You can come in. Get this over with.

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hasasoul July 27 2011, 04:27:22 UTC
[He shuffles in. Now what the fuck is he supposed to do? He wasn't prepared to deal with this. How could he have expected it? He wasn't even prepared to deal with here being here, forget the living part.]

Do you still have a soul?

[Yeah, that was probably a stupid question. But his brain is experiencing a meltdown right now. Kind of like LiveJournal ... ]

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