tampered | Log; Ongoing

When; Saturday afternoon
Rating; PG
Characters; Valerie

alessalearnt
Summary; Valerie and Alessa take a walk amongst the flowers to clear their minds and just chat.
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Alessa approached the Carousel cautiously. She knew Walter had taken residency there and was fiercely protective of it, believing it to be his mother. She glanced around, making sure he was not around before getting closer, but still keeping her distance. Every nerve was alert, it seemed, and if he tried anything, she would get Valerie to safety first and then take care of Walter herself.

She was a bit nervous about meeting Valerie. She could tell by the way people (namely V and Evey) approached her, she was one to be respected, and she could sense the woman's goodness, pouring forth like a waterfall. She was surprised to know that Valerie wasn't a goddess or even an angel, but a person. She had met very few people like her in her lifetime, and the yearning to be friends with her or at least on pleasant terms, was overwhelming. She was tired of the darkness, and wanted to be filled with light.

Alessa's heart skipped a beat as she saw a auburn-haired woman approach her from across the square. She swallowed, praying to Xulchibara to have mercy and let this kind woman not see her as a monster. 'Valerie...?' Alessa called out, waving an arm. 'Over here.'

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It had taken at least an hour for Valerie to calm from the shock of every faucet in her apartment-- along with all the other liquids in the fridge-- bleeding liquid crimson. While she was not exactly squeamish about blood, the sight and smell of so much of it brought memories of pain and torture back in waves. Even now a fine tremble stirred in her stomach. But out here in the sunlight (and again she thanked Heaven it wasn't raining), she was able to relax just that slightest bit further.

In an effort to cheer herself up, the lady had picked out the floral patterned sundress she had purchased the other day. Shaded white and yellow, it was much like one Ruth had given her so many years ago, and the need to buy it had been nearly overwhelming. Quite honestly, she couldn't think of a better time to wear it for the first time.

One hand lifted, pressing heavy curls behind an ear as jade eyes scanned the square surrounding the carousel. A smile lit pink lips, gentle and pleased as her gaze fell on the fair-skinned girl. The fingers in her hair lifted to return the wave.

"Alessa," She greeted warmly, both hands extending as though to catch Alessa's between them as she drew close.

Alessa reached out to grasp the woman's hands, as if something else was telling her to do so. 'It's...It's a pleasure to finally meet you,' Alessa said, smiling. 'Please...come with me. It's not safe here.' Her dark eyes darted around, once again checking to make sure Walter was not wandering around for the 20th time since she had arrived in front of the carousel. 'This City is a bit dangerous, I have to warn you...but if you are ever in need of protection, know that I will be here.'

She let go of one of the woman's hands, but kept her grip on the other one as she led her away from the carousel at a brisk pace. When the merry-go-round was finally out of sight, she slowed down, and let them continue on at a more relaxed tempo. For a moment, she wondered if she should let go of the woman's hand, but she didn't want to lose contact just yet. Valerie reminded her of someone; she wasn't sure who, though.

'I'm sorry about that,' Alessa apologized, reluctantly loosing her grip on the woman's hand. 'There is a man here who isn't healthy in the mind, with deadly powers. He is practically lost to the City's influence, and is quite deadly. I would not wish any harm to befall you, especially on our first meeting.' She sighed.

'Onto more pleasant topics....' She fished for something to talk about. Being in Valerie's presence made Alessa feel more shy than usual.

"Yes... I've been told it isn't safe," The woman replied gently, curling her hand into Alessa's as the girl led her away from the carousel. Even so, green eyes glanced back to the mysterious merry-go-round, wondering why such a quaint looking device seemed to stir so much fear into the people of the city. Even later, when they were at what Alessa seemed to deign as a safe distance and she explained the supposed cause of her quick departure-- Valerie didn't believe it to be the entire story. Nevertheless, when Alessa's grip loosened, the jade-eyed lady conteracted by squeezing her hand lightly, reluctant to let go.

Strange, how such a simple thing as holding someone's hand seemed so important to her. But she had been so long the receiving end of cruel touches that this innocent thing felt a far large deal then it truly was.

"I understand," She soothed, smiling, eyes wandering around this new area. Valerie was still having trouble finding her way around. It had been rather by luck that she stumbled upon the Opera House in the first place. From this location, she was unsure of which direction to go.

"I must say, I'm unfamiliar with the layout of this City," She confessed her thoughts, "I hope you know the way to the Opera House."

A familiar warm feeling grew in the pit of Alessa's stomach as Valerie kept their hands interlocked. It was the first real human contact she had had other than Henry and Lisa. Valerie had no judgement to place on her, and Alessa took this seriously. If there was ever a time to embrace life and start anew, chasing away the darkness, now was the time.

'It takes a bit getting used to,' Alessa admitted. 'I haven't gone everywhere, but I know the way to the Opera House, don't worry. You'll get the hang of it eventually....you could probably even find a map; this place has the tendency to give you whatever it is you need.'

She gave Valerie a gentle smile as they grew close to the cathedral; they would have to pass it to get to the Opera House. 'That's where I live,' she told the woman, pointing to the cathedral. 'It's very beautiful; if you ever need to find me...that's probably where I'll be. I don't get out much.' She tucked her dark hair behind one ear, giving the cathedral a last fond glance before leading Valerie through the crowds. 'I'm from Silent Hill. Where do you hail from?'

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