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tampered2007-03-28 10:45 pm
sciencedaughter.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2007-03-28 10:45 pm
Log; Ongoing
When; Wed. March 28th, evening
Rating; Unknown
Characters; Nemu {![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sciencedaughter} & Cal {not_avampire}
Summary; Cal comes over to provide a little comfort for a worrying creation.
Log;
A fish tank gurgled quietly in the corner of the room.
There was no other noise, not even the sound of breathing, that so quiet it was inaudible. Nemu sat on the edge of a chair in the living room, eyes open, but blank, staring not at anything in particular, merely lost in thought. Her hands lay were they often did, folded in front of her, but her knuckles were white, gripping fiercely onto nothing.
She did not often feel fear. Nor worry. But this City... she had long since tried to stop herself from trying to understand it, because it was, for all she was able to tell, impossible to understand. And her emotions... were impossible to have at home, but possible here. And she was worried. She was scared. Not for her own life, but for the lives of others, of people precious to her.
The fish tank bubbled.
Rating; Unknown
Characters; Nemu {
sciencedaughter} & Cal {not_avampire}Summary; Cal comes over to provide a little comfort for a worrying creation.
Log;
A fish tank gurgled quietly in the corner of the room.
There was no other noise, not even the sound of breathing, that so quiet it was inaudible. Nemu sat on the edge of a chair in the living room, eyes open, but blank, staring not at anything in particular, merely lost in thought. Her hands lay were they often did, folded in front of her, but her knuckles were white, gripping fiercely onto nothing.
She did not often feel fear. Nor worry. But this City... she had long since tried to stop herself from trying to understand it, because it was, for all she was able to tell, impossible to understand. And her emotions... were impossible to have at home, but possible here. And she was worried. She was scared. Not for her own life, but for the lives of others, of people precious to her.
The fish tank bubbled.