Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2012-07-30 12:54 am
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From the School to the Arms Hotel, Sunday Evening
One moment, Kate was standing in the school with a knife in her hand, practically wishing the last few Loyalists would come at her so she could hurt some more people, like that'd help her.
The next, the knife was gone and it was a very different Kate standing in that exact same spot.
And then she was off and running, scrambling her way out of the school and out the gates and making some kind of a personal record with the way she ran through town to the hotel. They'd had a hotel room, see, her and Bod, before this whole thing had started. And he had to be there. He had to be there.
She ended up repeatedly slamming her fist against the hotel room door once she got there. "Bod? Bod!"
[ooc: Just for the guy about to get cried on!]
The next, the knife was gone and it was a very different Kate standing in that exact same spot.
And then she was off and running, scrambling her way out of the school and out the gates and making some kind of a personal record with the way she ran through town to the hotel. They'd had a hotel room, see, her and Bod, before this whole thing had started. And he had to be there. He had to be there.
She ended up repeatedly slamming her fist against the hotel room door once she got there. "Bod? Bod!"
[ooc: Just for the guy about to get cried on!]
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And she loved him with all her poor heart.
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She was so going to be sprawling all over him, listening to his heartbeat once she was trying to sleep.
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Tired and shaken, but happy now that she was here.
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That was all they had to do for the rest of the day. It was what she needed and it was what he'd give her.
Definitely.