The Last Hairbender (![]() ![]() @ 2011-06-18 20:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! log, helga reinhardt-schweitzer, zdenka novakova |
Mini-log
Who: Helga Reinhardt-Schweitzer, Zdenka Novakova
What: Talking and stuff. We don't even know, tbh.
Where/When: Infirmary, Very late at night
It was after darkness had fallen and the noise had settled that Helga eventually rose from the spot she'd settled into and got to her feet. She'd spent her afternoon feeling something like a watchdog, saying very little but watching the people around her as if waiting for the wrong movement to jump and attack. Nothing had come, though, and all Helga had for all the worry was an unpleasant antsy feeling that spread from her legs through her torso to her arms and fingertips.
It was with quiet determination that she rose. Without looking at anyone, she slipped into the semi-private curtained area that held Zdenka. For a moment, she only looked Z up and down, and then, wordlessly, she slipped into the seat by her side. Helga felt nervous, but looked calm. She suspected Z would try to throw her out, feared Z might start crying, but what was the worst was that Helga had no idea what to expect. When Helga looked at Z, she saw a girl, not a monster. But she didn't think she knew the girl as well as she should have.