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not_myfirstday) wrote2008-08-14 11:19 pm
not_myfirstday) wrote2008-08-14 11:19 pm
[TM] 242 - Bad News
Naturally she hummed, though part of her probably saw it as more of an unnatural thing, but still it was there all the time. Beneath the surface of her skin, nestled deep inside of her a constant thrum of brilliant blue light and energy tethered around everything that made her what she was. At the moment she was humming, but the sound was audible to anyone that she passed. Her mouth pulled in against teeth, the taste of her chapstick grazing against teeth and just the slight hint of the kiss she'd just had.
The humming was light, and borderline sing-song as she moved through the halls in Hartsdale. It was different to feel this way. Not the usual lack of something to do that came after visiting Peter and bringing him his meds. She wanted to know what had changed, why he suddenly said he was starting to like her.
The clicking of her heels stops short of her father's office. She's supposed to go there to see if there is anything else he needs her to do. She's pretty sure he's just going to dismiss her though. Her fingers press to her mouth for a moment, and the answers she has are barely anything at all.
Turning around she heads back down the corridor to where they had been keeping Peter. She doesn't even think to look inside before she opens the door and enters.
Of course... he's not there.
The confusion that washes over her face is sudden as she stands there in the emptiness trying to figure out what she did wrong. Why he would have told her that just to leave... just to trick her.
The door shut behind her as she moved to the cell next to Peter's, the one where Adam had been all those years, and that was empty too.
Her fingers brushed to her lips once more, and her fingers hesitated as the thoughts came to her, and she knew she was going to have to tell him that they were gone.
The humming was light, and borderline sing-song as she moved through the halls in Hartsdale. It was different to feel this way. Not the usual lack of something to do that came after visiting Peter and bringing him his meds. She wanted to know what had changed, why he suddenly said he was starting to like her.
The clicking of her heels stops short of her father's office. She's supposed to go there to see if there is anything else he needs her to do. She's pretty sure he's just going to dismiss her though. Her fingers press to her mouth for a moment, and the answers she has are barely anything at all.
Turning around she heads back down the corridor to where they had been keeping Peter. She doesn't even think to look inside before she opens the door and enters.
Of course... he's not there.
The confusion that washes over her face is sudden as she stands there in the emptiness trying to figure out what she did wrong. Why he would have told her that just to leave... just to trick her.
The door shut behind her as she moved to the cell next to Peter's, the one where Adam had been all those years, and that was empty too.
Her fingers brushed to her lips once more, and her fingers hesitated as the thoughts came to her, and she knew she was going to have to tell him that they were gone.