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lucetilogs2012-01-07 01:44 pm
daisy023) wrote in lucetilogs2012-01-07 01:44 pm
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A name. A word.
Who: Daisy SPARTAN-023 daisy023, Valvalis aero_dienamic, and Neliel du Oderschvank former_third.
What: A family loses its' youngest member. Unlike Daisy, to where she should be.
When: Immediate aftermath of the Draft. - Backdated to hell and back.
Where: House #51.
Summary: Daisy returns home from the Draft, as a promise she made to Valvalis to seek for toys for their youngest sister. Only to find that she has returned home. Her true home.
Rating: PG, at most.
SPARTAN-023 returns from her draft, the armor impervious to the snowstorm around her.
With no lasting damage over herself or her armor, she obeys the order of Valvalis to return to their home as soon as the draft ended. With the reports of a blizzard, Daisy grew concerned, but she knew Valvalis would keep them all safe and entertained. With even the movies laid out by the turtle -Donatello, she corrects herself-, all must have gone well.
But she abruptly stops in front of the house of Valvalis and Neliel. Something is wrong.
Spartan senses take over, a sense of worry and danger tamed by training. The Chief Petty Officer removes the lock of her pistol and approaches to the side of the door.
"Val. Nel. You girls home?"
Regardless of the answer, she opens it and ventures inside with a lowered pistol to look for anyone inside.
Her delicate ears are able to listen to the things inside the house the moment she got close enough, to know something was seriously wrong. There are no steps in the snow, or signs of hands or feet that would suggest that the windows had been opened for Valvalis to fly through. Worst of all... she does register two adult women inside within her HUD, but one voice is absent. It is the reason she is suddenly acting as if someone had invaded their household.
She doesn't hear Kirimi.
daisy023, Valvalis aero_dienamic, and Neliel du Oderschvank former_third.What: A family loses its' youngest member. Unlike Daisy, to where she should be.
When: Immediate aftermath of the Draft. - Backdated to hell and back.
Where: House #51.
Summary: Daisy returns home from the Draft, as a promise she made to Valvalis to seek for toys for their youngest sister. Only to find that she has returned home. Her true home.
Rating: PG, at most.
SPARTAN-023 returns from her draft, the armor impervious to the snowstorm around her.
With no lasting damage over herself or her armor, she obeys the order of Valvalis to return to their home as soon as the draft ended. With the reports of a blizzard, Daisy grew concerned, but she knew Valvalis would keep them all safe and entertained. With even the movies laid out by the turtle -Donatello, she corrects herself-, all must have gone well.
But she abruptly stops in front of the house of Valvalis and Neliel. Something is wrong.
Spartan senses take over, a sense of worry and danger tamed by training. The Chief Petty Officer removes the lock of her pistol and approaches to the side of the door.
"Val. Nel. You girls home?"
Regardless of the answer, she opens it and ventures inside with a lowered pistol to look for anyone inside.
Her delicate ears are able to listen to the things inside the house the moment she got close enough, to know something was seriously wrong. There are no steps in the snow, or signs of hands or feet that would suggest that the windows had been opened for Valvalis to fly through. Worst of all... she does register two adult women inside within her HUD, but one voice is absent. It is the reason she is suddenly acting as if someone had invaded their household.
She doesn't hear Kirimi.
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"Just so you know, I blame you."
Not that it may be a bad thing. If it weren't for Valvalis, she would've abandoned all the progress she had made in this place.
"Come on." She tries to lift the girls up, an usually effortless task even when out of her armor. "Nel and I will make you something. I won't burn anything."
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"To be fair, in my case at least I was already mocked by my peers for being more emotional than was usual, if only in reference to my fraccion."
She sometimes suspected that was part of the reason Nnoitra had been so eager to get rid of her.
When Daisy helped her up, she gave a warm smile and nodded at her suggestion. "Yes... a nice meal would feel very good about now."
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Val takes a deep breath, a long, heavy sigh.
"We should eat. I promise I'll stay out of the kitchen..."
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Even the elemental knows that if Daisy had regretted anything she had ever done, she wouldn't have had any of these things. When Daisy started anew in this world, Valvalis gave her everything.
Daisy leads them to the dining room, while she goes to make a brief meal. While she makes a meal of pork and mashed potatoes... the moment they sit, she will sneak in a dessert as well. They will all need it.
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When everything's ready and they've sat down to eat, it takes all her will not to stare at what she's come to consider "Kirimi's place" at the table.
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She takes a deep heavy breath, gazing blankly out the window while, and when, Nel is away cooking.
Everyone sitting at the table makes the meal a little awkward. A tiny little chair being empty at the table. Well, not tiny, but, still... there should be a body there that isn't. And it is hard to not stare, and not think about it.
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After she sets herself around Nel and Val, for Daisy, it is the easiest not to look. For the Squadrons of normal humans suddenly eating with members that did not return, and for Spartans that had to mourn their lost ones, it's something she had gotten used to.
Had her world prepared her for these losses, or had this one?