InsaneJournal

WHO: Landon Kirby and Hope Mikaelson
WHERE: An abandoned building on the Lower East Side
WHEN: Tonight, after this
WARNINGS: TBD
SPOILERS? Legacies 2x8?


It hadn't taken too long for the spell to track Hope down, and once it had, Landon had insisted that he come alone. He knew Hope well, and knew that she would be overwhelmed if a bunch of people descended on her all at once. He hoped desperately that his arrival wouldn't freak her out too bad, but he was determined to stay calm about it all, because that was what Hope needed. She needed just the steady knowledge that he needed her and that he loved her.

Picking through the rubble that covered the floor of the chilly inside of the building, he slid his hands in his pockets until he came in sight of her. He looked at her for a long moment without saying anything, then simply sat on a bigger piece of the damage she'd caused here. He didn't need to say anything, or do anything. He'd just sit here until she was ready to talk to him, however long that might be.

And he was prepared for it to be a very long time. But he wasn't going anywhere until she did.