HOTARU
She's in a long black coat tonight
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
She can feel his gaze on her, but she can't bring herself to look. He may not be able to read her emotions like Sunjata can when she's shifted, but it's not as if he doesn't know her. Well, perhaps. If both were so willing to overlook how they had destroyed her, perhaps they didn't care at all. But she still does, and because of it she won't subject herself to the agony that will choke her if she looks into his eyes.
"Once Atlas was hurt, everything gets muddled," she says softly, tracing the bloodstains from the first interrogation that stain her white dress. "It's...unlike anything I can describe, losing them. It doesn't help I wasn't entirely sober when I followed after him." Shrugging listlessly, her long hair veils the sides of her face as her head tilts towards her lap, idly plucking at a raw seam. "That's all I have." Do with it what you will, she seems to leave unspoken. Defeated and tired. Hours ticking slowly down. Three days.
"Once Atlas was hurt, everything gets muddled," she says softly, tracing the bloodstains from the first interrogation that stain her white dress. "It's...unlike anything I can describe, losing them. It doesn't help I wasn't entirely sober when I followed after him." Shrugging listlessly, her long hair veils the sides of her face as her head tilts towards her lap, idly plucking at a raw seam. "That's all I have." Do with it what you will, she seems to leave unspoken. Defeated and tired. Hours ticking slowly down. Three days.
singing "Baby come home" in a melody of tears
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
