Disasters Abroad

*Lillianna* · (This post was last modified: 04-08-2016, 01:55 PM by Lillianna.)

The meeting had been a disaster.

No matter how you looked at it... it ended awfully. Wren's appearance had... ruined everything. The calm, the quiet, the tranquility that was finally settling over Abaven. No, the shit-pot got stirred again. This time, those she cared about got hurt again. Except this time, it was emotionally, not physically. Finch - Finch she left, left with Sparrow. No - she was after Lark, who had left as rapidly as possible.

What was going through his mind? She could only wonder, as she did not quite understand what was happening. She knew only that the entirety of the Destruction family in Abaven had been wounded by this, and that Lark was no exception.

Tracking him was quite simple - he wasn't too interested in covering his trail, it seemed, and Lillianna would run lightly, nose to the ground. Only minutes would pass when she spotted Lark, and she slowed a bit, gauging his speed. He was going slow, so she sped up just a bit, enough to catch her up. Upon approaching ever closer, she dropped back, walking a but fast to catch up, walking next to him. She said nothing, merely walked beside him; she offered a conversation partner, if he desired, and just some company that wouldn't cause pain, hopefully.

speech"Italian" "Farrym"

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