Leon Seyres | WOD [V:TM] OC (deadwalker) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2013-04-30 21:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | !network post, lee adama / apollo, tamara adama |
Who: Tamara Adama and Lee Adama.
When: Tuesday evening.
Where: Rooftop of Pott's Tower.
What: Contemplating.
Rating: High, just to be safe.
Growing accustomed to being human was enough of a difficult process without feeling cheated. And she did; her newly found humanity had come with a price. Her family - the family she'd known, loved, cherished and bossed around, had cooked for and organized birthday parties for, they'd all turned to dust with the years - how many years exactly, she hadn't cared to ask. And then there was Lee - too much like her father in too many regards, with some of her uncle's unsaid toughness mixed into the folds. Bill, who was at times too much like her little brother, tough and stubborn at the same time. It stung. They made her miss them even more. And she'd thought she'd grown completely cold. But it was a brand new planet with a real sky. People she could really touch, food she could actually eat, sleep that would eventually come. She hadn't slept for four years - she enjoyed that, sometimes waking only late in the afternoon, starving. Food, oh Gods. Food. Clothes that were far too expensive for her to buy, so she'd kissed the idea of vintage dresses goodbye early one. Shoes that were far more uncomfortable than she could remember. Her heartbeat was likely to drive her insane - the sound of her breathing was a constant annoyance. V-World was a travesty. The roof was the only thing that could hit close to home - but only if she closed her eyes and filtered out all the city's sounds. She'd stood on top of a mountain before, safe in a fortress and the wind lapping at her hair- with Graystone. But then she'd found herself alone and before too long, she'd let nature take over the fortress. And she'd moved on. She just hadn't expected to go this far. |