Litchi Faye-Ling (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
not_meatbuns) wrote2011-12-08 04:46 pm
not_meatbuns) wrote2011-12-08 04:46 pm
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Rebel 41 [Action / Written]
[Litchi awoke this morning to a slightly emptier house.
With some mounting sense of panic, she spent some time searching for the missing family member. It isn't until she wanders back into his room, beginning to go numb, that she notices the letters. The numb feeling just settles in deeper and deeper the more she reads, even though she's started to tremble all over. The gift he left her does nothing to ease the shaking, but that doesn't stop her from silently accepting it.
While the numbness lasts, she delivers the rest of the letters. Slips them under doors before the sun rises, hoping she doesn't need to talk to anyone. She's not even sure her voice will work if it comes down to it.
Just before retreating to her room and closing herself in, she writes in the journal, her handwriting small and increasingly shaky as the numb sensation begins to wear off. And then the journal is shut and stashed away, for the first time in at least a year. She doesn't think she has the strength to answer anyone just yet.]
[Written]
To any that knew him [...] Major David Jordan ("Yellow 13") has been sent home.
I'm sorry.
With some mounting sense of panic, she spent some time searching for the missing family member. It isn't until she wanders back into his room, beginning to go numb, that she notices the letters. The numb feeling just settles in deeper and deeper the more she reads, even though she's started to tremble all over. The gift he left her does nothing to ease the shaking, but that doesn't stop her from silently accepting it.
While the numbness lasts, she delivers the rest of the letters. Slips them under doors before the sun rises, hoping she doesn't need to talk to anyone. She's not even sure her voice will work if it comes down to it.
Just before retreating to her room and closing herself in, she writes in the journal, her handwriting small and increasingly shaky as the numb sensation begins to wear off. And then the journal is shut and stashed away, for the first time in at least a year. She doesn't think she has the strength to answer anyone just yet.]
[Written]
To any that knew him [...] Major David Jordan ("Yellow 13") has been sent home.
I'm sorry.
[Voice]