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srwug_alpha_rp2012-07-14 02:14 am
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[1]
After the mission and the cleanup, the stresses of it felt as if they'd suddenly floated off of Oenone Zero's skin and dissipated. She lay sprawled against a tree trunk in the habitat, eyes closed, feeling the anemic sun, filtered through glass, play against her face. Her Stalker birds hopped and flew about too, seeming to sense their mistress's good mood.
She was alive. Stalker Fang was dead. Things were about to get a lot more OK from then on.
[2]
In her room, she knelt before a portrait of a young man in a Green Storm uniform, grinning wide, arm wrapped around a small, shy looking girl who nevertheless had a small smile of her own. She placed two incense sticks and a bowl of rice with the chopsticks sticking up out of them on the makeshift altar.
"Eno...she's dead, like I promised. Be at peace. I love you."
[1]
After the mission and the cleanup, the stresses of it felt as if they'd suddenly floated off of Oenone Zero's skin and dissipated. She lay sprawled against a tree trunk in the habitat, eyes closed, feeling the anemic sun, filtered through glass, play against her face. Her Stalker birds hopped and flew about too, seeming to sense their mistress's good mood.
She was alive. Stalker Fang was dead. Things were about to get a lot more OK from then on.
[2]
In her room, she knelt before a portrait of a young man in a Green Storm uniform, grinning wide, arm wrapped around a small, shy looking girl who nevertheless had a small smile of her own. She placed two incense sticks and a bowl of rice with the chopsticks sticking up out of them on the makeshift altar.
"Eno...she's dead, like I promised. Be at peace. I love you."