Selene (dealing_death) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-11-18 11:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | faith lehane, open, peter petrelli (future), selene |
Who: Selene (Open at the Hyperion)
When: after her graffiti post asking for shelter
Why: She is in need of a safe place to stay.
Where: Hyperion Lobby
Status: In progress
Rating: PG (always on the safe side)
The sword that could kill him was protectively sheathed at her side. A place it would not leave, while she wanted to protect herself she did not want to hurt him. Or to give opportunity to anyone else. With her bag hanging as heavy as he heart in her finger tips she stood outside the protective doors of the Hyperion.
Selene did not know the place. Not through her own mind, but through his. The memories of this building and the inhabitants were all Logan’s. Those memories, some very, very intimate, were intimidating to her. More intimidating was facing them alone.
Her fingers rested lightly on the entrance to the hotel. Selene took a deep breath. Dark eyes were cast backwards over her shoulder, a silent wish in her eyes. Every moment she hoped and prayed he would appear and tell her it was all a mistake, that he knew she wasn’t capable of doing such a thing to Jin. Selene was capable of the atrocity committed against the mortal woman, she had done worse in her time, but she wasn’t capable of hurting Logan in that way. Why didn’t he know that? With one last somber sigh she opened the door and entered the Hyperion.