halfnhalf: ([teddy] and the world crashes down)
Theodore "Teddy" Altman ([personal profile] halfnhalf) wrote in [personal profile] selfhelp 2013-10-28 07:36 am (UTC)

[Action, October 25th]

[Teddy has so much to tell her. So much to say even if the lump in his throat clogs everything, caused by one of her arms holding him, the other hand stroking his hair. Like she knew why he was so upset, why he couldn't let go of her. Did she know? Was she pulled here at that - when -

He takes in a deep breath, half expecting smoke.

He freezes, eyes opening, tears still at the edges of them.

She has no smell.

And that's something Teddy always knew about her - there was a sort of exotic scent about her that let Teddy know when she had been in the room at home, his home, back when she was still alive. It was similar to his, something vaguely clean and aquatic, but also of vanilla, a perfume that liked to wear. Combined, it was like a warm sea breeze, like lying on the sand and knowing nothing could hurt you, not even the vastness of the ocean.

There was nothing like that on her.

And with his eyes open, he can see her back, too. There aren't any wings. And one of the very basic things about being in Luceti is the fact that every person brought here has wings.

Teddy slowly loosens his hold, as much as he wants to stay and be comforted, and steps back and away from her, eyes wide. Now he knows why this didn't feel right. And there's tears pricking at his eyes for another reason entirely.

He looks at Billy, unable to see his eyes, but - And his mom, again, who looks at him with confusion.]


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