RP: Memories Characters: Lizzy, Severus Time/Date: late morning, October 17 Location: Algul Siento, beach Warnings/Rating: None Summary: Lizzy angsts Status: Closed
She'd woken up that morning feeling a bit better than she had yesterday. She'd talked to Ari, and she understood a little bit what had happened, and why everything was suddenly different. It gave her a bit more courage to explore a bit, and she began to check out the room she'd been given. It wasn't all that different from her first room, except that Cheshire's stuff wasn't around. Peeking across the hall showed her Ari's name on the door across from hers, and she wondered if that meant that Ari was coming over here eventually, and she liked that idea. She hoped it would be soon, but it either wasn't now or Ari was not answering her knock. She wasn't sure which was true.
Heading back to her room, she began checking nooks and crannies she hadn't bothered with before, and flipping through the closet and things. It was at that point that she noticed something that looked... familiar, in a sort of way. Something that didn't look out of place with her things, but at the same time she hadn't expected to be there at all, and she tugged it off the hanger to regard it more fully.
It was a simple jacket, worn and pale in colour. More of an overcoat really. It had a large collar, and heavy fabric, clearly meant to endure harsh weather. It was huge, meant for a fully grown man and not a small eight year old girl, and Lizzy's fingers trembled as she held it because she knew exactly who it was meant to belong to, and until that moment she truly hadn't realized how much she missed him. How much she wanted him to be here.
Tears began prickling in the corners of her eyes, and she used the jacket to wipe them away, hastily sniffing a bit to get rid of the worst of her encroaching sadness. She was a big girl. And it wasn't like Saul wanted to be here with her anyway, looking out for her. It wasn't like he ever wanted to be anywhere near her. She just forced him to be, because of her own loneliness. Her own helplessness.
Even still, she wrapped the jacket around her shoulders. It fell loosely on her, covering her hands entirely and falling down to her knees, but she pulled it around her as though she was cold. Memories washed over her, then, and she closed her eyes and just let herself remember what it had been like before she had found herself kidnapped all those months ago. Back when it had just been her and Saul, trying to get by as best they could.
She was not finished exploring the island, of course, but it didn't seem as relevant just then. She'd head out of her room, sure, but maybe she didn't need to explore every inch of the island today. Maybe she could just wander along the beach and watch the waves and just remember better times.
It had been raining a bit, but it seemed light it was starting to let up. Lizzy blinked in the sun as she moved along through the island, navigating the wet sand and watching the jungle with curious eyes, wondering what sort of dangerous things lived inside it that she had to worry about, and felt a pang as she realized that was never something she would have had to worry about with Saul around. He'd been able to protect her, watch out for her, and so often she'd just taken that for granted.
Was this the sort of thing that Tyler meant, when he talked about being a good person and things? But she'd never ordered Saul to watch out for her. Maybe he'd... liked her better than she thought he had, after all.
Somehow, she thought, that made the separation from him even worse. But maybe finding his jacket meant that he was going to show up at some point. She allowed herself to think about that as she walked along the beach.