Amelia Solo (babysolo) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-09-11 21:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | amelia solo, tenel ka djo solo |
WHO: Amelia Solo and Tenel Ka Djo
WHAT: A meeting between mother and daughter.
WHEN: 5PM
WHERE: Undisclosed cafe
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress
Dressed in a pair of denim jeans and a simple tshirt, Amelia fit in perhaps a bit too well. Tennis shoes even adorned her feet, and her hair was pulled back away from her face. All-in-all she looked like any number of the other teenagers who were out and about. The only noticeable difference, really, was the lightsaber clipped to her hip. With the threats on the streets, she wasn't going anywhere without it. Even if it did make her stick out somewhat.
Seated at a table outside a small cafe, a cup of warm tea with honey in her hands, Amelia watched the people pass by. The smell of the ocean smelled different today. The oil had snuffed out the salty smell. It was disconcerting, in a way.
With a sip, she sat up a bit and glanced one way down the street, then the other. It was almost five, so she knew Tenel Ka would be here at any moment. If she was late, something was wrong. Very, very wrong.
She wasn't going to be late, and nothing was going to be wrong though. Amelia was determined that this was going to be a nice, calm visit. Nothing life or death, no interruptions. It stood to reason she could have one normal meeting with at least one of her parents. It was only fair.