( She's still itching with the anger and adrenaline that brings, her body twitching restlessly every time her mind drifts back to the visions that plagued each of them. It's a constant battle to drag herself back to reality, back to a centre that's calm and at least capable of getting through the day without twitching.
She stops by the Speakeasy more, which is saying something, sometimes to drink, sometimes just to do something. Sometimes she doesn't even go in. Just stands outside and changes her mind.
Today, she leaves, but not empty-handed. A bottle of wine - or the closest thing Hadriel has - in her hand, meandering her way through town until she reaches Ignis' apartment.
(We'll just say she knows where he lives. It's a small city, after all.)
Knock, knock. )
Hey.
( It's a thank you, sort of. As well as a desire for company. )
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Date: 2017-09-01 08:50 pm (UTC)She stops by the Speakeasy more, which is saying something, sometimes to drink, sometimes just to do something. Sometimes she doesn't even go in. Just stands outside and changes her mind.
Today, she leaves, but not empty-handed. A bottle of wine - or the closest thing Hadriel has - in her hand, meandering her way through town until she reaches Ignis' apartment.
(We'll just say she knows where he lives. It's a small city, after all.)
Knock, knock. )
Hey.
( It's a thank you, sort of. As well as a desire for company. )
You busy?