whatisthisthingcalledlove: (lineart)
It's times like these, more than anything else, that Terra wishes she could... something. Feel something other than confusion, remember more than her own name.

Of course, she supposes that anyone finding themselves standing on unfamiliar-- concrete, (the word comes on its own, like house, and stone, and so many others had) wouldn't they? Perhaps if she sits for a moment, on that bench, under that tree, and gets her bearings...?

Date: 2014-04-26 06:53 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (clean cut scopin' you out)
There's someone watching from a cafe table, taking in the scene and scoping out a certain target. The great blond goof was eating a sandwich in between sketching something, but he couldn't stop himself from looking at the girl. Something in her eyes, something haunted, reminds himself of how he looks in the mirror every morning.

Date: 2014-04-26 07:06 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (clean cut scopin' you out)
He throws off an easy smile and a quick wave, obviously he'd been looking elsewhere and she'd just caught the eye by accident, right? Nothing to worry about. All good? he asked wordlessly.

Date: 2014-04-26 07:09 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (clean cut scopin' you out)
Guilt is an odd thing for him, because most of the things he feels guilty for he knows he shouldn't feel guilty for, so while he knows he has a lot of work to do in tipping the cosmic scales, he doesn't generally feel BAD about it. This, though? This feels just... mean.

How could he play this? How could he play this?

He waved back and gestured for her to join him at his table maybe?

Date: 2014-04-26 04:14 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (the old uniform)
"Hey," he offers, as much because it's polite as because he's leaning around to see if he can still see the blond. As soon as he's sure Steve's in sight, he turns back to her.

"You... look a little lost, sweetheart."

Date: 2014-04-26 04:25 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (Default)
That is... that is a question he'd asked himself more than once. And more than once over seventy years.

"Easiest way to be," he admits quietly.

Date: 2014-04-26 04:41 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (clean cut scopin' you out)
"Something like that," he admits, because there were plenty of people here, of all shapes and sizes, for him to get distracted by but that look had done the number pretty perfectly.

Date: 2014-04-26 05:12 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (clean cut scopin' you out)
It is. That's why it's not too easy for him either.

"Jim," he offers, holding out a hand to her.

Date: 2014-04-26 05:54 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (clean cut scopin' you out)
He turns it into a quick wave.

"You should learn that generally, when someone makes that gesture, you put your hand in there's, give a little squeeze, and move it up and down."

Date: 2014-04-26 06:12 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (before the fall)
The empathy in his eyes is pretty thick.

"You okay, sweetheart?"

Date: 2014-04-26 06:45 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (Default)
"I see,"

And boy does he.

"This isn't the best place for people like that." Like us. "Too many kinds of folks here, nothing familiar. Do you know where you came from?"

Cause no one comes from here.

Date: 2014-04-26 07:58 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (Default)
He's been all around the world and some of those memories are damn hazy, but he's never heard of such a place.

"I have no idea where that is, honestly. But I'm sure if you head out the door, you'll be right back. So don't hurry too much. This place is good if you need time."

Date: 2014-04-26 09:28 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (most mornings suck)
"Time doesn't pass here, kiddo."

Date: 2014-04-26 10:00 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] he_that_stands_it_now
he_that_stands_it_now: (clean cut scopin' you out)
"That's what some people call it. I just figure it's something I don't understand and it doesn't matter much as long as it works."

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