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☀ — just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
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//this lowkey sucks skdksgjs + mobile
Hana Song; it was a name so familiar, though one that Pierce had completely forgotten up until just a few weeks ago. It had been an odd case of selective amnesia, in which he had only lost fragments of his memory. The blurred, almost ghost-like image of her face had still been prominent in his mind, whisperings of memories taunting him, but none of the pieces of the puzzle had quite fit. For so long, he had been obsessed with finding out who this girl really was, but seeing as he lived in a completely separate world from the one they has come from, that hadn’t really been possible. It wasn’t until she showed up at Snowbound’s border that it all came back to him. Hana, his Hana, his best friend, his little sister. It had been so long.
His euphoria had been short-lived, however, for she had disappeared pretty much without a trace not long after. He had been worried, at first, until the drama with Riddlersgame came up. In fact, the thought of, and his worries for his lovely friend had been completely pushed from his head until a couple days after he and Clementine left Snowbound. Was she okay? Had she left? Did she know they were gone? These questions, these fears, had kept him lying awake at night and eaten away at him in his waking hours, but he had done his best to ignore it. There was nothing left to be done now, was there? It wasn’t like he could make Clem go on a journey like that again, especially not in her weakened state. He just hoped that, someday, he would hear from her again.
And, apparently, that day would be today.
When he’d first spotted the group of Sunhaveners and the suspected “stranger”, he hadn’t thought much of it, meandering over to greet them as he usually would. However, as he drew nearer, the person at the border came more into focus, and he felt his pawsteps grow quicker. "Hana!" Her name tumbled past his lips before he even reached her, though when he made it over, he slipped by Gordon and Cloud, taking little time to wrap her up in a warm hug. Delicately, his lips brushed her temple in a gentle greeting, speckled features alight as he looked the far smaller girl over through tear-pricked eyes. "I- I’m so happy to see you, lovely! I d-didn’t know where you went, I thought, well, you know, m-maybe you left, or something." It was something he was all too quick to assume, an issue of his, for sure, though it wasn’t without good reason. The Dawnguard couldn’t help but be shocked by his own lack of tears- he’d been so emotionally drained lately, he was hardly able to produce any feeling at all, let alone cry, but he figured that was a good thing- he didn’t need anyone from his new clan see him crying, not when he was trying to show them how reliable and strong he really was.
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Hana Song; it was a name so familiar, though one that Pierce had completely forgotten up until just a few weeks ago. It had been an odd case of selective amnesia, in which he had only lost fragments of his memory. The blurred, almost ghost-like image of her face had still been prominent in his mind, whisperings of memories taunting him, but none of the pieces of the puzzle had quite fit. For so long, he had been obsessed with finding out who this girl really was, but seeing as he lived in a completely separate world from the one they has come from, that hadn’t really been possible. It wasn’t until she showed up at Snowbound’s border that it all came back to him. Hana, his Hana, his best friend, his little sister. It had been so long.
His euphoria had been short-lived, however, for she had disappeared pretty much without a trace not long after. He had been worried, at first, until the drama with Riddlersgame came up. In fact, the thought of, and his worries for his lovely friend had been completely pushed from his head until a couple days after he and Clementine left Snowbound. Was she okay? Had she left? Did she know they were gone? These questions, these fears, had kept him lying awake at night and eaten away at him in his waking hours, but he had done his best to ignore it. There was nothing left to be done now, was there? It wasn’t like he could make Clem go on a journey like that again, especially not in her weakened state. He just hoped that, someday, he would hear from her again.
And, apparently, that day would be today.
When he’d first spotted the group of Sunhaveners and the suspected “stranger”, he hadn’t thought much of it, meandering over to greet them as he usually would. However, as he drew nearer, the person at the border came more into focus, and he felt his pawsteps grow quicker. "Hana!" Her name tumbled past his lips before he even reached her, though when he made it over, he slipped by Gordon and Cloud, taking little time to wrap her up in a warm hug. Delicately, his lips brushed her temple in a gentle greeting, speckled features alight as he looked the far smaller girl over through tear-pricked eyes. "I- I’m so happy to see you, lovely! I d-didn’t know where you went, I thought, well, you know, m-maybe you left, or something." It was something he was all too quick to assume, an issue of his, for sure, though it wasn’t without good reason. The Dawnguard couldn’t help but be shocked by his own lack of tears- he’d been so emotionally drained lately, he was hardly able to produce any feeling at all, let alone cry, but he figured that was a good thing- he didn’t need anyone from his new clan see him crying, not when he was trying to show them how reliable and strong he really was.
"speech"
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