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ε Captain Epsilon (captainepsilon) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2013-02-02 12:10:00

Entry tags:

ch: div: lily evans, ch: sci: captain epsilon, p: emmy, p: silyara

Who: Captain Epsilon and Lily Evans^div
When: Friday, late evening
Where: Epsilon's Office
What: Lily preparing to leave
Warning: Mmm, TBD

He was expecting her any day now. Lily wanted to vacate the Compound and return to her home. She had made as much clear by her continued questions in the preceding weeks. The decision, for some, was more difficult than it was for others. Some just could not find roots. Without a sense of belonging, the Compound could be too difficult to manage inside. And there always came a point when they were no longer giving new data because they were unhappy. Others were able to form roots and did not seem to want to leave. Many of those in his block belonged to this category. Discussion of whether or not they had too, when this was all said and done, was a popular topic. Occasionally, it was brought to him, but more often than not he witnessed it through their writing. He witnessed quite a lot through their own written narrative. Lily belonged to a third category. The category of those who had roots and connections but could not bear to be away from their known world for much longer. Or, so he believed.

He had no intention of suggesting to Alpha she be sent home before she was ready. Of course, Alpha could very well have done so, as he did what he pleased often. Luckily, he had yet to do so, and Lily was being given the time she needed to say her peace. It was of particular interest to Epsilon on how she went about saying her goodbyes as he found it highly fascinating.

Any day now, she would make the final step and come to him. He knew it. And he had no intention of rushing her. As he sat in his office, casting an idle glance off towards his separate unit where he believed Remus was still inside, he turned back to his notepad, scratching a few more idle plans upon the surface.

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gunsnlily
2013-02-02 06:06 pm UTC (link)

She hadn't expected to say this long, but it took time to say goodbye. Lily had made sure to spend a good amount of time with each and every one of her children. It was, perhaps, less so with Siri, who had only arrived after Lily's decision to leave. Still, no number of children arriving changed what made her need to return home. So, after doing it right, so that goodbyes were not merely words on a page but words in person, Lily had gone through her unit, constructing small piles of items, remember who had given her them, thinking as best she could whom to give them to. Perhaps her requests would get honored, perhaps not. Lily had done the thinking though, making decisions and sticking to them. Perhaps it could have been more evenly distributed, perhaps she should have left Caradoc something, but Lily straightened up, adjusting the uniform she had arrived in. All was said and done, and she was going on her terms.

Closing the door to her unit, Lily made her way down to Epsilon's office. Her lack of hesitation may have seemed like fearlessness to others, but Lily had never forgotten the price of leaving, of losing all memories of this place. That niggling fear of being a bad mother, it was there. It simply didn't make her lose her nerve. She knocked once before entering, far more courtesy than given in her home, in her world. That's what a knack in charms was good for, if she wanted privacy. She leaned against the door frame and looked in. "You promise not to look like I'm breaking up with you?" she asked, with a small smile.

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captainepsilon
2013-02-02 06:12 pm UTC (link)

"No," as he turned his head up to look at her. A light smile had formed from her jest but the sense of unhappiness was still in his eyes. He was more fond of some of his Taken then perhaps he should have been. Some he considered friends. And Lily was one of them. He let the pen drop to lay on the notepad, shifting in his chair, so she had his full attention.

"You are ready to make it official, then?" Her desire to leave, so far, he was stating was unofficial. He didn't want to make it so until she was truly ready to go.