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Traya Smith ([info]tiny_tornado) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-04-05 23:28:00


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Entry tags:firestorm, inactive - traya smith

A Song of Wind and Fire
Traya had left the Secret Sanctuary not long after her break-up--or whatever it had been--with Jai.  In the end, it didn't really matter.  She knew things had changed, maybe beyond repair.  With tears in her eyes, she probably wasn't in any condition to fly, but the rush of air felt good on her face.

She'd been so happy when she'd discovered Jai was alive again.  For a minute, it had felt like all the pain she'd gone through, between his death and that horrid zombie that had worn his face, was gone.  She should have known it wouldn't be that easy, that things couldn't just go back to normal like nothing had happened, no matter how much she'd wanted them to.

All she could think of was her mother's words when she'd first started dating, saying that Jai was too young for her, didn't know what he wanted.  She was sure that wasn't true.  She remembered just as well how Jai's own parents had been dubious about their relationship.

Dammit all. 

She dropped down in Happy Harbor.  Her stomach was growling and she realized she hadn't had anything to eat for lunch today.  One more thing.  Great.



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[info]masterofmatter
2011-04-06 10:45 pm UTC (link)
Michael doesn't say anything. He can't.

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[info]tiny_tornado
2011-04-06 11:03 pm UTC (link)
"...Michael?"

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[info]masterofmatter
2011-04-07 12:55 am UTC (link)
You don't have much choice now, do you?

"There may have been some truth to it."

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[info]tiny_tornado
2011-04-07 01:13 am UTC (link)
"You mean you... me...?"

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[info]masterofmatter
2011-04-07 01:31 am UTC (link)
"I didn't think about it before the fight with Jai. I was just trying to help, but..."

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[info]tiny_tornado
2011-04-07 01:47 am UTC (link)
Traya didn't say anything, she just looked at the floor.

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[info]masterofmatter
2011-04-07 01:52 am UTC (link)
Michael gets up, the weight of his words enough to make him uncomfortable.

He didn't out and out say it, but it was there. And he didn't have the courage to know what Traya would say when they sunk in.

With a quick movement, Michael dipped his hand into his pocket, grabbed a bill (a $50), and placed it down on the counter before turning lockstep for the door.

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[info]tiny_tornado
2011-04-07 02:07 am UTC (link)
She should say something, anything...

But she just can't. Not now. Maybe not ever.

Why did life have top be so hard?

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