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Ezɪo Aᴜᴅɪᴛᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴀ Fɪʀᴇɴᴢᴇ ([personal profile] sicarius) wrote2013-10-21 12:45 pm
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[ASGARD] CONTACT.

"Parlare. Mi metterò di nouvo voi."

PHONE | TEXT | VOICEMAIL
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-06-08 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
No, that's fine. I'll just come by the shop. When's a good time?
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-06-08 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright. I'll be there in twenty minutes.
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-06-13 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Tris walks in quietly, looking tense and tired, worn out and wary. Her eyes scan the shop even after spotting Ezio. For a familiar face? For something else? She's not likely to say. She nods at him, but doesn't push for talking to him, waiting for him to be done with his customers instead. Urgent or not, she certainly doesn't seem particularly eager to talk about it.]
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-06-13 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[She follows, watching all the while for something that might give away more than the surface impression, and coming up empty again today. She stands near the door, not comfortable in her own skin, one hand clenching in the hem of her t-shirt.]

When we went to the canyon recently I uhm. I fell. [She bites her lip, looks down. Says nothing about how much of a drop it was.]

I can't seem to shake it off when I try to run.
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-06-16 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[She watches him as he moves. She may not be as wary of him as she used to be of absolutely everyone, but some habits are hard to break. Even when she sits down, she barely seems to relax at all, perched on the edge of her chair like she's still ready to bolt. It takes effort to remind herself that she chose to come here. Absently, she thinks that bit of Italian may have been please, and puts the notion away for some future point.

She adds nothing, simply sits, watches him, and waits.]
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-06-17 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[She tilts her head, mimicing his movement as she momentarily frowns. She isn't sure what kind of purpose this is supposed to serve, or if she trusts him that much. But at the same time, she has no intention of going back on this, and she remembers her training. You stay in the hallucination until you calm down-that is, lower your heartrate and control your breathing.

It's Four's voice, in her mind. That makes it easier. There's nothing to be afraid of here, but she has her eyes closed anyway, remembering fears she's still working to overcome. The tension drains out of her with each breath.]
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-06-22 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
We get up.

[Unless, of course, we die as we hit the ground. Then there's no worrying about getting up again, none at all. A deeper breath, after she says it, trying to let the thought go out of her mind.]
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-07-01 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Depends.

[Simply, easily. Or after you've found yourself again, head spinning, trying to take stock of what hurts and what doesn't. With or without an offered hand.]

I'm not sure what you're asking.
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-07-02 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[She frowns. Looks at him, trying to figure out what he's trying to get at. There is a point to this, she's sure, but she's not seeing it.]

It wasn't a jump. And it wasn't a drop any kind of preparation helps with.
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-07-02 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's silent for a moment, and looks down even when she speaks. Her voice is quiet. It doesn't shake much anymore.]

A lot of people did. I heard my best friend scream as she fell. Her... her guardian did too, after that. I made the climb to the top, but we were attacked. I took one step back too far.

[A beat. She blames herself for getting that cornered to begin with.]

So... yes, I did.

[Only now does she look up again.]
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[personal profile] hisstrength 2014-07-11 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
[It all the ways that it's uncomfortable to share with anyone, it still feels like a weight off her shoulders, as well. She doesn't question the seeming abrupt change of topic, glad to be talking about something else, regarding Ezio with a bit of careful curiosity. Her couldn't be more simple.]

No.