lotte karsten {christine daaé} (still_lotte) wrote in bellumlogs, @ 2010-05-03 14:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | christine daaé |
Who: Lotte and Diego
What: Ice cream! And post-fable chats.
Where: The ice cream parlor on the other side of the park?
When: This afternoon
Warnings: TBD?
When she initially made the plans to see Diego, Lotte had been a bit confused – eager for any contact aside from that with Erik. (And of course, the man who had been Erik.) By the time three o’clock came around though, she couldn’t look forward to it more. Being around him made her feel younger and a bit less worried; something she desperately needed.
She’d caught a glimpse of the fliers before she went out, shoving one impulsively in her bag. Assuming it would seem less odd if she didn’t. Most of her day with the troupe was spent going over conversations and she caused issues in the routines more than anyone else. A few whispered that she had her head in clouds, but Lotte ignored it.
She couldn’t get out of work fast enough, in her opinion. A few days before it had at least been her job, something to throw herself into. But after reading everything? She couldn’t just shut out everything where she lived again – it was too dangerous. If she’d been able to plan ahead, maybe Erik wouldn’t have found her or she could have gotten away…
By the time she got the ice cream parlor, her mouth was pinched and her arms crossed. She kept looking over her shoulder, as she walked – unsure of who she was worried about, other than her own fears. Her eyes did finally fall on Diego and she managed a small smile before heading towards him.