shiningbinds | 1st sin - [accidental audio]

[That voice sends a jolt through Presea's body, to the point of her dropping the pot she washing and positively rushing to her open journal. She hadn't heard Kratos' voice in so long, but the memories she had of him were still strong enough to show in her actions. A huge sense of fear and excitement welled up in her chest, and Presea's voice was constricted for a second or two.

Daddy.

That's...what she called him once, wasn't it? He reminded her of her own father, long ago, and he even freed her, too.

She never got to thank him.]

K-Kratos...?

Edited 2011-07-19 13:14 (UTC)

...yes.

[During the silence, Presea could feel her heart begin to beat a bit faster, and her breathing increase. Was that...fear? Why was she scared so suddenly? And now, too. She was suddenly so, so scared...but Presea couldn't place why. She just guessed she was concerned for Kratos' safety, really.]

Are...are you unharmed? Can you describe your present location? ...I will find you, if others have not yet done so. [And if they have, she just...wants to see him. Very bad.]

Hm... I seem to be all right.

I relocated to a tea shop after initially speaking with Sheena. ...I am still there, if you wish to see me.

[The tea shop? Oh, good, Presea knew exactly where that was - she lives with Sheena, after all. Hearing about and even assisting in the creation of the shop was inevitable, and Kratos being at a familiar and safe location gave her a brief sense of relief. He wasn't hurt, he was somewhere safe... Thank goodness.

Presea nods immediately, not even caring that she may be overly bold, or forward, she wants to see the man that helped her so much in the past.]

Understood. I am familiar with that location...so, I shall be along quickly.

All right.

[And, immediately after, Presea closes her journal and gets on her boots. She hurries toward the tea shop as well, not bothering to stop for anything or anyone. She wanted to see him, she had to see him again...in person. Kratos had helped her so much, she owed him at least a proper thanks. Even if...maybe--

Presea ignores the now deafening sound of her heart racing. Why? Why was she reacting like this? Why was she scared? Once she finally arrives, her pace slows down, and she can tell she's breathing a lot quicker, though she still didn't understand it. Why was she so scared all of a sudden? Kratos wasn't a bad person, he was her....friend. Or at least she thought so.

Looking around, Presea peeks around the tea shop, hoping to catch a glimpse of the older male.]

[Maybe it's because the situation seems so similar, maybe because that was kratos' usual greeting - a simple nod of the head, or maybe it's because she actually got close to him long ago, but Presea freezes for a second or two before her body acts on sheer impulse. Presea rushes over to Kratos as fast as she can and just as quickly wraps her arms around him, pressing her face into his clothing.

She'll realize what she did, and react accordingly, in a moment. For now...she'll just appreciate the closeness and familiar warmth she can distantly remember She owed this man so much...]

[Presea remains like that for a moment or two longer, even after Kratos hugs her in return. it's not too long, a few seconds perhaps, but she finally comes to her senses with a startled expression and pulls away. Ah...wh-why did she--?]

I...I am sorry. Please, forgive me. I do not know what...came over me. [It's the truth. Presea very rarely gives people hugs. Especially so suddenly like that. It felt so weird, having her body just react like that, and she didn't know the cause or reasoning behind.]

It...is good to see you again.

You do not need to apologize.

It is... good to see you, too.

[Awkward indeed, and Presea doesn't meet Kratos' eyes for a few minutes afterward, hands coming over her heart nervously. Nervous...nervous, that's what this was. She was nervous. This felt...different. His attitude was different and Presea was beginning to worry. Maybe he didn't remember? It was a possibility, yes, always a possibility, but she just didn't want to think that.]

I...I need to thank you. For making this when you resided here before. [She gestures to her keycrest.] ...I never had a chance to show you my gratitude...for everything you have done for me. I must have been such a burden on you...but thank you, Kratos.

[And briefly, Presea smiles. It's a small and tiny smile, but it is there.]

[Well this...is awkward, and exactly what Presea was dreading. Her smile and calmer disposition drops like a stone and she looks uneasy and guarded all over again.] ...Kratos?

...yes?

You do not remember?

[It's less a question than a statement at this point. Presea knows Kratos doesn't remember. It's so obvious from the way he reacted and even spoke. Presea looked down, clutching at her chest. Something just got really, really tight right there. Painfully so.]

...I do not.

I apologize.

It is all right. [No, it's not.] ...Have the others briefed you on our situation here? Raine has created a guide that details a great deal of valuable information...it can be found within your journal.

[When all else fails, go the business route. It's always been Presea's fallback. That or withdraw.

She goes silent after speaking, and bites her tongue on the words that want to come out. She's happy to see him again, but at the same time...not so much. Right now, she didn't want to see him. Presea felt...strange. Awkward, sad, angry, frustrated, embarrassed...just to name a few. It was and onslaught she didn't want to deal with, didn't know how to deal with.]

I have been told a bit, yes.

And have you located accommodations?

[Presea glances over her shoulder at Kratos. Her first thought is to invite him to live with her and Sheena, but that...no. No, that won't work. She won't know what to do in that situation. It'll just make whatever this feeling was all the worse. She needs time to adjust.]

I have.

...Good.

[Presea nods back at her companion, and though she wants to ask where and if he's living with anyone - and to tell him more about Luceti's dangers - Presea has reached her limit. For once in a very, very long time, the girl feels tired, and slightly sick.]

Then I shall not distract you further. If you do not have any further questions, I will take my leave. [Presea's lips twitch up into a forced smile.]

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