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Nov. 8th, 2014 01:44 pm[She's never felt so small.
It's the sort of thing she would hide, usually, but not today. Her shoulders are slumped, and her expression is worn, and her voice is dull.]
Everyone I know - I'd just like you to check in.
[Iris, of course, has been at her side since they got back. It's helped - it always has, holding her close - but it can't overcome everything else.
She made a promise.]
[Emperor]
You, especially.
[A strained, bitter smile.]
You can say "I told you so" if you want.
[Spam! Open to All]
[She needed to get out. Out of her tower, out of her head.
She's dressed in an old black tank, hair pulled back in a short, low ponytail. Her hands are wrapped in frayed strips of cloth.
As soon as she gets to the gym, she picks a punching bag and starts wailing on it. It's not about precision, or stamina; she'll pummel the leather until her hands bleed.]
It's the sort of thing she would hide, usually, but not today. Her shoulders are slumped, and her expression is worn, and her voice is dull.]
Everyone I know - I'd just like you to check in.
[Iris, of course, has been at her side since they got back. It's helped - it always has, holding her close - but it can't overcome everything else.
She made a promise.]
[Emperor]
You, especially.
[A strained, bitter smile.]
You can say "I told you so" if you want.
[Spam! Open to All]
[She needed to get out. Out of her tower, out of her head.
She's dressed in an old black tank, hair pulled back in a short, low ponytail. Her hands are wrapped in frayed strips of cloth.
As soon as she gets to the gym, she picks a punching bag and starts wailing on it. It's not about precision, or stamina; she'll pummel the leather until her hands bleed.]
