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melodiesoflife2016-02-07 04:44 pm
cantante) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-02-07 04:44 pm
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When I’m scared I want to hear you shout out
Who: Tear Grants & Ace
What: Tear had promised to explain what had happened while Ace was gone, and now it's time to fulfil it.
When: February 7th
Where: House B-14
Warning: Strong Feelings and likely death mention. Also, chocobos.
There was no measuring the immense relief Tear had felt when Ace's letter had arrived to her the night before, reassuring her that he had returned safely from his trip. She had read it over and over since receiving it, perhaps too many times, given the folds of the paper she held were now entirely flat as she sat in the sitting room of her home, waiting for any indication of his arrival just as he had promised.
Yet even with the few extra days to think about it, the girl was still somewhat at a loss for how to deliver all the information he had asked for. As much as she would have wanted to plan it, the nature of such a truth meant that there was no guarantee their conversation would go in the direction she had prepared for. Knowing this, all she could do was hope she was that she would have the strength to continue through with it no matter what happened, in delivering the knowledge he deserved to know.
However, the anxiety still twists her stomach uncomfortable when she hears someone approaching, setting down the letter and rising to her feet to answer the door. Before she does, she takes a few breaths to calm herself enough in order to face him—what would it do to him if she had insisted he go, only to return and find her in such a state? It would be almost cruel to do that.
Only when she has eased her nerves enough and he made his presence known does she open the door, a faint smile of relief ready on her lips.
What: Tear had promised to explain what had happened while Ace was gone, and now it's time to fulfil it.
When: February 7th
Where: House B-14
Warning: Strong Feelings and likely death mention. Also, chocobos.
There was no measuring the immense relief Tear had felt when Ace's letter had arrived to her the night before, reassuring her that he had returned safely from his trip. She had read it over and over since receiving it, perhaps too many times, given the folds of the paper she held were now entirely flat as she sat in the sitting room of her home, waiting for any indication of his arrival just as he had promised.
Yet even with the few extra days to think about it, the girl was still somewhat at a loss for how to deliver all the information he had asked for. As much as she would have wanted to plan it, the nature of such a truth meant that there was no guarantee their conversation would go in the direction she had prepared for. Knowing this, all she could do was hope she was that she would have the strength to continue through with it no matter what happened, in delivering the knowledge he deserved to know.
However, the anxiety still twists her stomach uncomfortable when she hears someone approaching, setting down the letter and rising to her feet to answer the door. Before she does, she takes a few breaths to calm herself enough in order to face him—what would it do to him if she had insisted he go, only to return and find her in such a state? It would be almost cruel to do that.
Only when she has eased her nerves enough and he made his presence known does she open the door, a faint smile of relief ready on her lips.
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"Every thought counts." Knowing that he would have been present in her mind for one reason or another already felt like a reward on its own, but nothing else could compare to how it felt to hold her like this, in this particular moment and place.
"... Good night, Mystearica."
Her real name had so frequently snuck into his own thoughts, that in the end there was nothing deliberate about his sleepily mouthed wish. It did not even occur to him after he had spoken, for an accidental switch surely would have earnt stronger of a reaction than the small, soft hum that followed.
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Staring at him for several moments, eventually Tear came to the decision to simply keep her silence on the topic. There was no point in waking him up again just to ask why he had called her that, and besides... if it was from him, she didn't mind terribly, if at all. As the only person she had ever willingly spoken that name to, she had also bestowed him the okay to call her by it whenever he wished.
In this situation, it was perhaps the only way to call her as her eyes slid shut once more, nuzzling into him just a little before her own affectionate whisper carried quietly into the air.
"Good night, Ace..."