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αlєх вєnєdєttσ ([personal profile] windowsills) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarking 2019-01-13 08:48 pm (UTC)

[ Gladio can probably feel Alex take a deep shuddering breath as she lets his words wash over her. He has a natural calming presence, an air of finality in his statements like it’s the universal truth.

She’s so reluctant to tear her eyes away from the ghostly image of her former pimp, but the fact that no one sees the man walking around with a twisted mangled face plants her in reality. She buries her face in her hands, concentrating on the warm palm on her shoulder. ]


He’ll be gone in just a moment, right?

[ It’s quite childish, she realizes that, but saying it herself with him there to confirm it is exactly what she needs. She cracks her fingers open and looks at Gladio through the space between her middle and ring finger. Properly seeing him. ]

It’s Alex.

[ She sounds calmer, more grounded now. But she’s still not looking in the direction of her absent attacker. ]

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