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tampered2008-02-27 11:02 pm
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reunion-of-sorts;
When; February 27. Today!
Rating; PG-13 for violence & threats, ohnoes!
Characters; Lana (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
luthored) and Alicia (teleportingly)
Summary; They're certainly the last people anybody ever expected to ever see again; after all, one of them was dead, and the other one was presumed dead. And it is here, and it is now, that they come together again for a little reunion-of-sorts.
Log;
Alicia was dying to get out of the barn. Not that she didn't like it there, or that Clark and Shelby weren't good enough company. It was just that the mass amnesia about things that happened on the twenty-fourth was throwing her off, making her suspicious.
She didn't dare ask Clark for reasons she couldn't really pin down.
Maybe she was worried that she had done something unforgivable (something even worse than trying to kill him and one of his closest friends or running away to get married), and bringing it up could separate them for good.
Or maybe he had done something bad, and while this was very hard for her to imagine, she knew Clark always stayed quiet for good reasons. And she wouldn't push anything out of him.
Not when she could always figure it out on her own.
Records in her journal pointed out that she had been in the Square that day, waiting for Clark to come meet her so they could spend some time together. People might have seen her there: people who remembered, people who could tell her what she had gotten up to.
Alicia had resolved, a long time ago, to start looking for ways to apologize to people when apologies were due. But she knew she couldn't do it alone, not without someone to help piece that day together.
She started scanning the crowd, hoping for someone, anyone, to recognize her, and to help her.
Before she had to start forcing them to help.
Rating; PG-13 for violence & threats, ohnoes!
Characters; Lana (
luthored) and Alicia (teleportingly)Summary; They're certainly the last people anybody ever expected to ever see again; after all, one of them was dead, and the other one was presumed dead. And it is here, and it is now, that they come together again for a little reunion-of-sorts.
Log;
Alicia was dying to get out of the barn. Not that she didn't like it there, or that Clark and Shelby weren't good enough company. It was just that the mass amnesia about things that happened on the twenty-fourth was throwing her off, making her suspicious.
She didn't dare ask Clark for reasons she couldn't really pin down.
Maybe she was worried that she had done something unforgivable (something even worse than trying to kill him and one of his closest friends or running away to get married), and bringing it up could separate them for good.
Or maybe he had done something bad, and while this was very hard for her to imagine, she knew Clark always stayed quiet for good reasons. And she wouldn't push anything out of him.
Not when she could always figure it out on her own.
Records in her journal pointed out that she had been in the Square that day, waiting for Clark to come meet her so they could spend some time together. People might have seen her there: people who remembered, people who could tell her what she had gotten up to.
Alicia had resolved, a long time ago, to start looking for ways to apologize to people when apologies were due. But she knew she couldn't do it alone, not without someone to help piece that day together.
She started scanning the crowd, hoping for someone, anyone, to recognize her, and to help her.
Before she had to start forcing them to help.