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z. s. luther {javert} (sentinelstar) wrote in bellumlogs,

His gaze followed hers, the awkward laughter fading into confusing quickly. Bellum made it so that he was less disturbed by the lack of gray people than he normally would have been - but Daniel and Jane had left without him noticing. Luther turned back to her, a hand carefully going to her shoulder, mind racing to say something better than the broken sentences that came to mind, but then she ran.

Luther's hand reached out for her moments too late; his reflexes seemed to be getting worse over the years. He remained standing there, still at the alter and in the groomsman's clothes until she went through the doors. One final look was cast over the empty cathedral before his face contorted into a grimace. He shoved the altar, letting it crash to the floor before trudging into the lobby.