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Justice ([personal profile] whatisright) wrote2017-09-17 01:15 am
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IC Inbox (Drift Fleet)

[Messages meant for Justice's communicator, or people visiting him.

Please mention method of contact and time of contact.]
veilstrike: (count your blessings not your flaws)

[personal profile] veilstrike 2018-06-04 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ It hurts. It hurts even more with the softness of his voice and the way he grips her, a knot forming in her stomach. She's doing the right thing, that's what she tells herself, even if she's breaking her own heart. ]

You should have the opportunity to fall in love with someone and be happy, Justice. You can't do that if you're doing... What we were doing together.

[ Leilani lifts her hands and rests them over his, just for a moment. ]

You deserve that. Better.
veilstrike: (and it's not a cry)

[personal profile] veilstrike 2018-06-06 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ ‘Because you haven’t.’ She’s well aware that it’s not a reasonable justification, but when she’s already halfway over heels for him and she doesn’t know if he will love her back... Even if her bruised heart leaps at the suggestion of him loving her. ]

You don’t decide who you fall in love with. You can’t just say it’s going to be me, Justice, that isn’t how love works. What if you never feel that way for me and you might with someone else?

[ His grip is strong and sure and Leilani wishes she could feel that kind of strength in herself. ]

I... I want to do what is best for the both of us.
veilstrike: (we'll never get back)

[personal profile] veilstrike 2018-06-10 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Everything inside of her is screaming about what a terrible idea this is, how hurting she's being. She had been the one to bring him into this relationship, she had been the one to urge him to trust her, to let her explore him and offer herself in return. Leilani had never imagined herself as cruel, not until now.

Bowing her head, she takes a deep breath, forcing her tears back. ]


My mind is made up. I'm sorry, Justice. I...

[ Shaking her head, she takes a step back. She can't do or say anything more than this. She's hurt him enough, she thinks, and herself and, slowly, the ranks of people she loves and trust start to thin. Justice then Dorian... She's sure that once Riona finds out that'll be gone as well. ]

I wish you good luck in this. Truly.

[ And then she turns, moving out of his space and away from his touch and his warmth, away from everything she wanted, back out to the shuttles. Running and hiding seems like the best idea right now. ]