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solong ([info]heartache) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-09-13 13:52:00

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Entry tags:!shelved, day 23, location: clock tower, merope gaunt, rorschach

Who: Merope & Walter
Where: Clocktower "Home"
When: 10am.
Why: cuteness maybe?


Merope worried, she hadn't seen him in nearly two days or more as he was up and gone within moments of waking up. She had slept for the most part but became apprehensive about the whole ordeal She didn't like Walter not coming back, she didn't like being alone for what felt like forever. Merope felt like his distance meant he could care less about her, he didn't need or want to be around her.

Maybe he thought she was a whore like the rest of them.

The thought made her eyes go watery but she rubbed them out, he didn't need to know about that.

A sigh passed through her lips.



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[info]heartache
2009-11-23 04:06 am UTC (link)
Merope tilted her head to the left slightly, she didn't seem to understand what he meant by her being in love with him. "I don't want anyone to die, we are friends, I think. I love you and only you." Her words were genuine, she released her arms from his neck and put them around his waist and his her face in his chest. "I don't want anyone dead or hurt, especially you." She pulled her head back a moment and tilted her head in his direction so he would not mistake her.

"...Rorschach?" She lifted her delicate hands on top of each cheek affectionately.

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