Fresh from that wonderful RP, Adstringendum

[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

This particular flavour of Hakuba Saguru looks a bit worse for wear as he stumbles through a door in the hall. A door in the hall which leads only to another hallway. He's surprised, yes, but not extremely so, and after he checks and confirms he can't get back out the way he came in, he sags to the ground against the wall.

He's dirty, like he's been living somewhere without running water, his once pristine tweed suit is ripped and frayed, and there's snow melting on his shoulders. He's also very thin, almost unhealthy so, and exhaustion is written on every line of him, in the circles under his eyes, in the sunken hollows of his cheeks, in the way he breathes, in the slump of his shoulders.

Whatever life he's been living, it hasn't been kind to him.

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[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

"I see."

He holds his hand out for her, come on, come on, I'm not going to hurt you, not me.

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

She just looks up at him and lets her gaze rest on the outstretched hand. She takes several deep breaths just staring at how determined Hakuba seems to be to get to reach out to him. She reluctantly pulls and hand away from the face and slowly reaches to take Hakuba's, just staring as more tears fall down her cheeks.

[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

He doesn't move, doesn't do anything that might startle her, that might make her draw back.

"I'm here, all right, Aoko-kun? I'm here."

What does one say to a ghost?

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

She held his hand tighter and let more tears fall. "You-you don't think it's fair that I can't move on, do you?"

[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

An soft, slightly amused, slightly pained sound, halfway between a laugh and a sigh. "Very few things in the world are fair."

[astolenlife.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry..." She mutters again. "I-I should talk to you like this..."

[callim-causa.livejournal.com]

"It's all right, Aoko-kun. It's all right."