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caughtinanetwork2012-05-31 09:56 pm
inheritstragedy) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-05-31 09:56 pm
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[ The first thing visible when the SFC turns on is what appears to be a wall before it shifts and settles on Glen, eyes dark and very little there in way of an expression. ]
...The other day, a woman arrived with black hair and red eyes.
Her name is Lacie... she is my sister. [ A beat. ] If anyone needs to speak with her they will contact me first until she is in a better condition.
[ Can't tell unless you listen closely but there is a bit of concern and possible worry evident in his voice.
With that though, Glen ends the feed. Being totally serious about making sure she is going to have the time she needs to rest. ]
...The other day, a woman arrived with black hair and red eyes.
Her name is Lacie... she is my sister. [ A beat. ] If anyone needs to speak with her they will contact me first until she is in a better condition.
[ Can't tell unless you listen closely but there is a bit of concern and possible worry evident in his voice.
With that though, Glen ends the feed. Being totally serious about making sure she is going to have the time she needs to rest. ]
[action]
his worry— momentarily, she doesn't know what to do with it. lacie is already dead, long gone and unable to return or wish for anything other than an end to her pain. here, in this place, in his room, and now in the living room: nothing can touch her. not the abyss, not the people around her— only her brother, and because of her brother. jack and canada have tried to see her too, but...
lacie does not want to see anyone. rather, she doesn't want anyone to see her, beaten and bruised and weak. at this time, oswald is the only one she will permit to see her, the only one she will permit to be at her side - as if she had a choice, that is. staying angry at oswald is exceedingly hard these days.
loving her brother, however...
that is easy.] Now, now... let me walk around a bit. I won't heal if I don't stretch my legs from time to time.
[reaching out to him though for support and wiggling her arms around his chest to use the excuse of a hug. brotherrrr. ... well. this latching might actually be genuine, to be honest. she has her brother in reach.
her brother, who has never been able to push her hands away.]
Besides, you're here. You won't let me exert myself. [/willful. c: rabu brother rabu.]