Hold Me Closer Again // [Navya+Kirito]
Sept 27, 2015 21:50:11 GMT -5
Post by admin kay on Sept 27, 2015 21:50:11 GMT -5
NAVYA SACHDEVA
She fled the room with Harbinger Rhodes, leaving her love and grief behind.
Her cheeks stretched taught with salty tears, her eyes nearly as wild as her hair, she careened down the hallway. She certainly hadn't expected to walk out feeling buoyed, but she had never expected to leave Harbinger and feel so unhinged. She saw herself reflected in the black masks of the Peacekeepers, just another raven-hair girl broken by the reaping. She wanted to shake them out of their apathy, to demand that they see her for who she was: Navya Sachdeva, daughter of the apricot orchards, best friend to Kirito Miristioma, and caretaker of Felicity.
If she was something to Harbinger Rhodes, well, perhaps she didn't want the Peacekeepers to see everything.
In the Mayor's foyer, she found him standing right beside the one and only Katelyn Persimmon. She really shouldn't have been surprised except that everything today had surprised her. She skittered to a halt, just shy of diving into Kirito's arms. Despite the many months they had spent together after the Seventy First, she had never formally met the District's first victor. For a moment - for one blissful moment - the awe of being arm's length from Katelyn overwhelmed every other sense.
Navya sketched a sort of curtsy. "Miss Persimmon," she murmured, gaze lowered. When her lashes came up, she wasn't looking to the blonde-haired victor, but to her best friend. Already the tears were coming again, welling from gods know where. "I know you have to go soon," she said quietly, the anguish making her voice hoarse. "Do you have a minute to say goodbye?"
Goodbye again? And again and again?
Her cheeks stretched taught with salty tears, her eyes nearly as wild as her hair, she careened down the hallway. She certainly hadn't expected to walk out feeling buoyed, but she had never expected to leave Harbinger and feel so unhinged. She saw herself reflected in the black masks of the Peacekeepers, just another raven-hair girl broken by the reaping. She wanted to shake them out of their apathy, to demand that they see her for who she was: Navya Sachdeva, daughter of the apricot orchards, best friend to Kirito Miristioma, and caretaker of Felicity.
If she was something to Harbinger Rhodes, well, perhaps she didn't want the Peacekeepers to see everything.
In the Mayor's foyer, she found him standing right beside the one and only Katelyn Persimmon. She really shouldn't have been surprised except that everything today had surprised her. She skittered to a halt, just shy of diving into Kirito's arms. Despite the many months they had spent together after the Seventy First, she had never formally met the District's first victor. For a moment - for one blissful moment - the awe of being arm's length from Katelyn overwhelmed every other sense.
Navya sketched a sort of curtsy. "Miss Persimmon," she murmured, gaze lowered. When her lashes came up, she wasn't looking to the blonde-haired victor, but to her best friend. Already the tears were coming again, welling from gods know where. "I know you have to go soon," she said quietly, the anguish making her voice hoarse. "Do you have a minute to say goodbye?"
Goodbye again? And again and again?
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