Dossier Thirty One

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta sits curled up in one of the old theater seats, picking at an ancient bit of something that is stuck to its arm. She looks tired, though not ill, at least, and it seems as though she's been crying.]

Louise Antoinette Laure... I bet she's pretty, too.

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[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Yes, miserable child is miserable. She goes back to picking at the arm of the chair.] I thought I was doing better. I wasn't getting sick and I was doing well with drills.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a sigh]

Humans are quite capable of caring for more than one person at once, you know. Even if Jose cares about this woman it doesn't mean he doesn't like you any more.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[ >: BUT JOSE IS HERS.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Dammit, HE IS UTTER CRAP AT CONSOLATION. Where's the angel when you need him ~_~;]

[All right, fine. He's sliding off the arm of the chair to sit in the seat next to Henrietta's.]

Have you asked him about it?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Fighting an apocalypse? Er.]

[She wants to cuddle, but Jose doesn't cuddle, so cuddling must be bad. She had forgotten this.]

No! No.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Pfft. He's just going to sit here and wait for it. It has to be coming.]

You don't think he would tell the truth, or you don't want to know the truth?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[ DX DON'T MAKE HER THINK ABOUT THESE THINGS, CROWLEY. And don't underestimate the power of Jose's negative influence. :| ]

Don't want to know...? You mean because it's bad?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a shrug]

I was the one asking you, remember?

At any rate, how would you feel about coming back to the flat for a few days?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I... [She looks at her lap.] Okay. [She... can't really face Jose right now anyway.]