Filius Flitwick is more than he seems (quellist) wrote in flippedrpg, @ 2012-04-27 16:47:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | ch: blood: lyra lovegood, ch: thg: filius flitwick, p: amy aliana, p: silyara |
Who: Filius Flitwick15-THG & Lyra Lovegood14-blood
What: Meeting. Dancing cupcakes.
When: Friday afternoon
Where: The Library
Warnings: Filius comes from a bad place. Lyra's cute hurts his heart.
Status: Threaded; complete
The last few hours had passed like weeks in his usual time frame. His face was dry now, washed to take away the evidence of tears. The bed was a mess. His violin rested on a shelf in the closet. There was little else to place in there. His body sighed, shaking with the strain of it. Never before had he considered the loss of his entire family. Healy preferred to have ways to hurt him, and they were numerous. But if he were still back there - Fil wondered if he killed his ally. He had to have done so. The victor from 1970 said he was still alive. Whatever this place was - it was like the games in many respects. No contact with the outside world, and the purpose was the place.
The signs of tears were faint, and Filius had a place to go and a small girl to make smile. She was so innocent, and she reminded him of Fiona. Fiona loved those cupcakes. They made her smile. He was always able to make her smile. The thoughts lingered despite his decision not to think them, but the old man in a young body left the room, not bothering to see if there was a lock. What was the point in this place? His journal was with him because it had the map. In his other hand was the tin, still closed. It was a short enough walk, and Filius wasn't outgoing enough to interact with anyone he saw on the way there. So he stood at the entrance, wondering if Lyra would recognize his him-ness.