She caved.
At the price of pride, at the price of needing, no, craving to hear him again beyond an occasional voice in her head, she reached out. She Called through the distance, a simple request. Not sure if he was even hearing her anymore, unsure if he had closed her off, and somehow that silence nettled more than anything. Had he left her on read?
Silence reigned in the room she stood in. Arms behind her back in a parade rest stance, a long wooden baton in her hand, idly tapping it against her hip. He would come eventually... or if he didn't, she would wait anyways. Freshly showered, changed, she now stood in bare feet, black leggings and a plain dark grey tee. Hair slung down in a low ponytail. So she used more conventional methods. A comm text, and coordinates. A simple request.
She didn't know why, but she was annoyed. No, beyond that. But for now, she kept her emotions carefully subdued and concealed, waiting, patiently waiting. She was retired, she had all the time in the galaxy.
@Sreeya
At the price of pride, at the price of needing, no, craving to hear him again beyond an occasional voice in her head, she reached out. She Called through the distance, a simple request. Not sure if he was even hearing her anymore, unsure if he had closed her off, and somehow that silence nettled more than anything. Had he left her on read?
Silence reigned in the room she stood in. Arms behind her back in a parade rest stance, a long wooden baton in her hand, idly tapping it against her hip. He would come eventually... or if he didn't, she would wait anyways. Freshly showered, changed, she now stood in bare feet, black leggings and a plain dark grey tee. Hair slung down in a low ponytail. So she used more conventional methods. A comm text, and coordinates. A simple request.
'Bring a light outfit.'
She didn't know why, but she was annoyed. No, beyond that. But for now, she kept her emotions carefully subdued and concealed, waiting, patiently waiting. She was retired, she had all the time in the galaxy.
@Sreeya