#senarius

“S-Sice! I don’t think smashing these at my door was such a smart idea....Now they’re all broken...” She scooped up said cookies, inspecting to see just how many had broken into pieces.

There isn't much to say, just the... No. She doesn't even want to think about it, much less discuss it. 

Val’s shoulder is pale in the moonlight streaming in through the window-- Xu shifts, plants her hands on either side of the other, fingers digging into soft-washed sheets. She dips her head, kisses, mouth running a ragged line, trying to distance herself from the events of not forty-eight hours prior. 

But she is here, not dead, not praying for death (and that was the darkest moment, the knowledge that she would rather be gone than endure). 

That needs to be distance enough. Xu abandons her efforts, lowers herself and tucks her face in the crook of Valerie’s throat. She is alive, alive, alive, and Val’s pulse beats against Xu’s nose. 

The Reaper was confused as she spotted a figure that looked like her as she tore into the last Militesi soldier. She was bleeding a bit since she was ambushed while heading back to the Class 0 room at the acadamy.