Esme Grigore (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} esmevedma) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} bellumlogs,@ 2010-01-15 23:04:00 |
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What: Memory post
Where: 804
When: A while after the Landlord's post.
Warnings: Blood mentions, Esme crazy.
Esme was in the room with the hook.
She'd spoken to the Landlord about leaving Emil's things in the apartment until it was rented, and so far it had gone vacant. That was good. When someone decided they wanted it she'd just have to start paying for it herself, and the money she had saved wouldn't last forever.
But she had to keep this apartment the way it was. The way it was it still looked like Emil was here, like he was walking the building somewhere, and she could walk in and pretend he could be back at any time, that she'd just missed him.
She ran her finger along its wicked curve and imagined, in vivid detail, Vlad hanging on it. How long would it take for him to bleed? In these quiet moments between visions, she liked entertaining her own fantasies, something to cling to, to remind herself that she did still have images of her own.
She wouldn't know until she tried.