http://afleetingshadow.livejournal.com/ (
afleetingshadow.livejournal.com) wrote in
tampered2006-08-05 11:58 pm
{LOG} In progress, Elena and Naminé
When; Very late on August 5. Like, "seriously, shouldn't you be in bed?" late.
Rating; G for fluffy unofficial siblingness!
Characters; Elena (
lady_turk) and Naminé (
afleetingshadow)
Summary; Elena offers to keep Naminé company at her apartment, and so Naminé says yes. What results is some angst, some fluff, and some overall unofficial sibling love. Daww. (Or something. Ha, I lose at summaries.)
Log;
Just reading that Elena was going to come made Naminé feel a little better already. She paced back and forth in her apartment, her shadows scattering across the walls.
She was on edge and nervous, jumping whenever she heard thunder growling outside...or other noises she didn't want to think about.
She grabbed one of her white blankets on the bed, wrapping it around her shoulders and trying to keep a little warmer. She didn't know why it was so cool in August, but her dress was small and did little to keep her warm.
A knock at the door caught her attention, and Naminé jogged over to it, her blanket trailing behind her. She opened it up, smiling when she saw a familiar figure, half-lit by lightning.
"Elena," she said in a small voice, relief flooding her eyes. "Thank you for coming..."
Rating; G for fluffy unofficial siblingness!
Characters; Elena (
Summary; Elena offers to keep Naminé company at her apartment, and so Naminé says yes. What results is some angst, some fluff, and some overall unofficial sibling love. Daww. (Or something. Ha, I lose at summaries.)
Log;
Just reading that Elena was going to come made Naminé feel a little better already. She paced back and forth in her apartment, her shadows scattering across the walls.
She was on edge and nervous, jumping whenever she heard thunder growling outside...or other noises she didn't want to think about.
She grabbed one of her white blankets on the bed, wrapping it around her shoulders and trying to keep a little warmer. She didn't know why it was so cool in August, but her dress was small and did little to keep her warm.
A knock at the door caught her attention, and Naminé jogged over to it, her blanket trailing behind her. She opened it up, smiling when she saw a familiar figure, half-lit by lightning.
"Elena," she said in a small voice, relief flooding her eyes. "Thank you for coming..."
