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

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

Who: Captain Epsilon and Lily Evansdiv
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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[info]captainepsilon
2013-02-08 03:09 am UTC (link)
He just gave a subtle nod. He had been learning that lesson since the first few days. His most monumental mistake, in his own opinion, pertained to Mr. Lupin, and repercussions that came along with that event. He had been trying his best to be less stern, to be more himself than his service background would have liked, to be more gentle. Some still disliked him though not all. He made a mental note to himself to give an olive branch out to the young Mrs. Weasley. She was not keen on him it seemed.

He pushed himself from his desk and reached out for the sheet of paper. Though he had looked upon the list, he hadn't focused on his own name. He had focused on the others. An immediate burst of a true smile came forth. It was a surprise.

"Thank you, Lily," he said after a moment, his eyes moving up to look at her.

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[info]gunsnlily
2013-02-08 03:20 am UTC (link)
Most of her time had been spent using up her arts supplies, to leave something for her children, something she had made, memories and memories of memories. Perhaps it was selfish, in a way, to leave her mark behind. But she'd never been made of Abnegation stuff. Not looking at mirrors, dull grey clothes, the organization of their lives, it wasn't something she was suited for. As much as they were made fun of, Lily respected what they aimed for, what good they did for society as a whole.

Still, she had stolen a few moments to make Epsilon this sketch, something he could keep as long as he wished. Possibly beyond these walls, possibly not. Lily didn't know about that sort of policy. His books had come here, but that wasn't the same as letting something out, even as small as an inked sketch. "You're welcome, Richard," Lily chose to use his real name, as opposed to the title he took. "You remind me of James sometimes," Lily admitted. She'd never felt anything but friendship (on the positive end, anyway) for the captain, but there were some similarities.

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