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Vaughn Davis (shebringscurses) wrote in bellumlogs,

The breezy, but nightmareish atmosphere of the church was unnerving. Everything looked beautiful, as if spun from some fairytale.. but there was an element of unease on every twinkling surface. The faceless guests, the dark robed cleric. Vaughn did not like this, the church did not echo the feelings of safety and belonging like she got while inside the building. And while this must have surely been part of the building's magic, it felt like a trap. She'd wanted to lay low, to bide her time, to reveal herself when she was ready.

But now--

Jane.

While her attention had skittered to every corner of the lofty church, it suddenly settled on one man. How she had not seen him initially, how she had not felt him here.. she didn't have to feign the surprise. It was real and rich in her deep eyes. Everything; love and hurt, shock and awe.. she suppressed it quickly, consciously, and so unsuccessfully. Vaughn was suddenly aware that she did not know how to act as Jane. She hadn't expected this, and stared wordlessly at Daniel for a moment before finding her voice, Jane's voice.

"Daniel?"