Running my fingers back and forth over the thin ridges of the scar had become a habit, like worrying rosary beads.
I really like the imagery you used here. It really says a lot about how Rachel unconsciously feels about Ivy.
"She was under investigation for two years, you know. After you left."
I totally was not expecting this! My god, what Rachel must have put her through... Leaving her in itself would kill Ivy, but a murder investigation on top of that? Poor Ivy.
"What happened to you, Rachel?" He waited, like he actually expected me to answer his question.
This seemed to have a lot of weight to it. It's interesting that Rachel is so paranoid now, since Ivy isn't there to save her ass or make "demon beware" signs for her when she is being reckless.
She looked just like I had once imagined, smiling easily at me, her face open.
This whole memory was just.. *pats heart* so sweet. But this line for some reason reminded me of A Fistful of Charms - "My eyes closed in the swirl of conflicting feelings. The image of me sharing a room with Ivy flitted through my mind, shocking me. Of me slipping between those silken sheets and sliding up to her back, smelling her hair, feeling her turn over and seeing her easy smile four inches from mine. I knew how her eyes would be lidded and heavy with sleep, the soft sound of welcome she would make. What in hell was I doing?"
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Date: 2009-04-11 09:39 am (UTC)Running my fingers back and forth over the thin ridges of the scar had become a habit, like worrying rosary beads.
I really like the imagery you used here. It really says a lot about how Rachel unconsciously feels about Ivy.
"She was under investigation for two years, you know. After you left."
I totally was not expecting this! My god, what Rachel must have put her through... Leaving her in itself would kill Ivy, but a murder investigation on top of that? Poor Ivy.
"What happened to you, Rachel?" He waited, like he actually expected me to answer his question.
This seemed to have a lot of weight to it. It's interesting that Rachel is so paranoid now, since Ivy isn't there to save her ass or make "demon beware" signs for her when she is being reckless.
She looked just like I had once imagined, smiling easily at me, her face open.
This whole memory was just.. *pats heart* so sweet. But this line for some reason reminded me of A Fistful of Charms - "My eyes closed in the swirl of conflicting feelings. The image of me sharing a room with Ivy flitted through my mind, shocking me. Of me slipping between those silken sheets and sliding up to her back, smelling her hair, feeling her turn over and seeing her easy smile four inches from mine. I knew how her eyes would be lidded and heavy with sleep, the soft sound of welcome she would make. What in hell was I doing?"
I'm excited for part five! :]