Temari (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dangerouswind) wrote2012-12-02 01:22 am
dangerouswind) wrote2012-12-02 01:22 am
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[There's nothing much on the page. Temari only taps her pen against the paper -- dot, dot, dot -- for several long moments before she finally writes something.] Tell me: Is family still family when they are worlds apart?
[Perhaps a little introspective for her normal tastes and somewhat revealing to her mental state, but... Well. She'll take a few outside opinions this time. Some days she just misses her brothers. This evening, it's particularly sharp. That, and she's tired. A bit sore. Unwilling to walk back to the apartment just yet. All in all, it doesn't make for a good mood, after being gone for so long. She's not even sure how long it has been.]
[She doesn't go home after returning to the village: she finds some clean clothes in the shop, forgoes food entirely, and instead wraps herself in a good coat she found and takes a slow walk as night falls. She'll be all over town, eventually easing toward the edges of the forest. (Yes, at night. In the cold. It's probably not the smartest plan.)]
[Perhaps a little introspective for her normal tastes and somewhat revealing to her mental state, but... Well. She'll take a few outside opinions this time. Some days she just misses her brothers. This evening, it's particularly sharp. That, and she's tired. A bit sore. Unwilling to walk back to the apartment just yet. All in all, it doesn't make for a good mood, after being gone for so long. She's not even sure how long it has been.]
[She doesn't go home after returning to the village: she finds some clean clothes in the shop, forgoes food entirely, and instead wraps herself in a good coat she found and takes a slow walk as night falls. She'll be all over town, eventually easing toward the edges of the forest. (Yes, at night. In the cold. It's probably not the smartest plan.)]
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Is that really good?
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You mean like if we're different when they show up?
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[Yeah, okay, now she's just arguing for the sake of arguing. It gets her mind off things.]
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Maybe seeing them here would give you a second chance. Or a first chance if you're from before that.
[Now he's confusing himself.]
Another chance.
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[Ouch. Now that Maiza and Czes are here, he couldn't imagine them being torn away again.]
Sorry to hear they didn't stick around. Maybe it's better that way.
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