[ Alexandrie staggers a bit beneath the force of the embrace, shocked to silence and stillness. Then, that scent suddenly in her world again, time breaks open and Alexandrie's arms fly around the woman who'd crashed into her to hold as tightly as she can, ferryman and urgency forgotten as she buries her face in the unbound hair of her dearest friend. ]
I—
[ It's thick with feeling, muffled too. ]
I did not. Could not. It—
[ Softer still, strained, the all too familiar sound of an Alexandrie who has been crumbling away for some time beneath the perfection of her porcelain veneer, finally in a place safe enough to let it show. ]
Re: iii.
I—
[ It's thick with feeling, muffled too. ]
I did not. Could not. It—
[ Softer still, strained, the all too familiar sound of an Alexandrie who has been crumbling away for some time beneath the perfection of her porcelain veneer, finally in a place safe enough to let it show. ]
Everything has gone so wrong, Gigi.