Emilia Louise Vipond (_emilia_) wrote in vrrpg, @ 2018-01-29 14:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: emilia vipond, char: tate sewell, location: victory road, time: 2010 01 |
RP: Emilia & Tate
Who: Emilia & Tate – semi-open
When: Monday 29. January 2010
Where: Victory Road
What: An un-planned run-in
Warnings: Emotions and grief, maybe some language
Emilia couldn’t put a time on when she had returned to her flat. At some point, no more victims had been brought to make-shift table she was manning outside the ruins of The Leaky Cauldron, and that was when she had turned around and started walking. She remembered sitting in her shower, though she didn’t know for how long, wondering what she was supposed to do now. It still felt hard to breathe, like there was something heavy pressing on her chest, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get the vision of David’s unseeing eyes out of her mind. Even in her sleep he had been there, never saying a thing, just… looking at her with those blue eyes that wouldn’t show his rare smiles ever again.
She wasn’t the only one who had lost, she knew that, and David hadn’t been her husband, or even her boyfriend. Why? Because she had ended it, because she didn’t want to cheat on him when her thoughts constantly drifted to Tate. It felt like a cruel twist of fate, that now that she had ended it, the world had ended him completely.
She hadn’t left the flat, had barely left her bed. There had been a couple of crackers left in a box in one of the kitchen cabinets, but they were gone sometime yesterday morning, and now she had run out of coffee as well. Which meant, she had to go shopping. Which meant… she had to leave the flat.
Wrapping herself up in a thick, knitted jumper, she shoved her feet in a pair of winter boots and tossed a thick scarf around her neck, headed down the stairs and set out into the hustle and bustle of Victory Road. It felt overwhelming to see all these people after her self-imposed solitude, and for a moment, she forgot where she was going. She wrapped her arms around herself and eyed the people milling by, waiting for the boost that could make her feet move and take her down the street to the market.