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staturity ([info]staturity) wrote,
@ 2009-08-12 05:06:00


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Flashback: 7 years ago
Cassie drew her legs up against her chest and held herself. Her body shook and she let herself fall back on the bed.

He was gone. He wouldn’t remember her. He wouldn’t remember anything about her. He was gone and now? He was Kang. He was a psychotic mass murderer. He was everything he fought so hard not to become.

“Why?” Cassie cried. “Nate why…” She choked back a sob. “I’m so sorry.”

The next time she saw him— and she knew in her heart that she would see him again— he would be Kang.


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[info]discardedheir
2009-08-13 07:17 am UTC (link)
"May I fix you something shortly?" Yes. Shortly. Couldn't let her go just yet.

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[info]staturity
2009-08-13 07:23 am UTC (link)
"...Thank you but I really don't feel like... You're not going to take no for an answer, are you?"

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[info]discardedheir
2009-08-13 07:40 am UTC (link)
Kristoff shakes his head slightly. "I am sorry, Cassandra, but I can't."

He's nearly positive he can make tea or a light snack out of something in her apartment, and if not, he'll manage via another route.

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[info]staturity
2009-08-13 07:46 am UTC (link)
There was a very small smile in response to Kristoff.

"All right."

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[info]discardedheir
2009-08-13 08:11 am UTC (link)
He returns the smile, asks her to sit down, and proceeds to scour the kitchen -- delicately ignoring the birth control pills he runs across, glad he's facing away from her so she can't see his eyelids shut for a moment -- for what he needs to make vegetable soup. The kind which adds just a dash of cinnamon, cayenne, and soy sauce, because he knows his Cassandra.

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