Lian Harper/Jade Arrow (![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} rightontarget) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} dc_nextgen,@ 2011-04-07 04:35:00 |
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Picking up the pieces (Cerdian)
The first thing Lian had did once the Suicide Squad had gotten her safely home? Flop down on her bed. She then made calls to everyone who probably noticed that she was missing to tell them that she was fine, and needed a couple of days to herself, but people could stop over if they felt so inclined.
Though she was kind of hoping that they wouldn't. She needed some time to think about things. About what happened. Damien. Cerdian.
Thinking of Cerdian just made a huge hole in her stomach. They had damaged their relationship beyond repair, and Lian wasn't sure if they could fix things this time. She wanted to...she really did. But she wasn't sure if they could.
A couple of days after she had returned home, Lian was lying on her bed, staring up and the ceiling and still mulling over everything in her head when she heard a knock on her door.
"It's open," she called from down the hall.
It was probably Tim. He called several times, and he was probably there with J'anna. Tim would ask her to go over what happened in exact detail while J'anna went through her cupboards, asking Lian if she had any real food.
Lian sat up on her bed, pulling her bathrobe on over her pajamas. She might as well make herself decent.
The first thing Lian had did once the Suicide Squad had gotten her safely home? Flop down on her bed. She then made calls to everyone who probably noticed that she was missing to tell them that she was fine, and needed a couple of days to herself, but people could stop over if they felt so inclined.
Though she was kind of hoping that they wouldn't. She needed some time to think about things. About what happened. Damien. Cerdian.
Thinking of Cerdian just made a huge hole in her stomach. They had damaged their relationship beyond repair, and Lian wasn't sure if they could fix things this time. She wanted to...she really did. But she wasn't sure if they could.
A couple of days after she had returned home, Lian was lying on her bed, staring up and the ceiling and still mulling over everything in her head when she heard a knock on her door.
"It's open," she called from down the hall.
It was probably Tim. He called several times, and he was probably there with J'anna. Tim would ask her to go over what happened in exact detail while J'anna went through her cupboards, asking Lian if she had any real food.
Lian sat up on her bed, pulling her bathrobe on over her pajamas. She might as well make herself decent.
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