shadedsunlight: (A washed out moon through the fog)
Ginia Solana ([personal profile] shadedsunlight) wrote in [personal profile] folklorist 2012-04-15 10:01 pm (UTC)

Always a common feeling, but believe me when I say what you did meant everything.

[Ginia rests her arms on the table and looks out the window, taking a moment to gather up her thoughts. It was a nice day, sunny, no rain, nice. A pleasant break from yesterday's overcast weather and the rain over the weekend.]

Her name was Erika. Erika Rosenfel. She was... my best friend and my partner. We meet as teens. Sixteen and already a hunter... [How wrong was her world when teenagers could be killers and criminals because it was the family trade?] She helped me so much after my family was killed. I ended up working with her until she was killed. I... [her hands fold together and she covers her mouth, gathering up her thoughts again.] fell apart. Threw myself into work, even began thinking... [She takes a steadying breath and shakes her head.]

...Today's her birthday. She always told people it was April Fools, but it's really today. She'd be 29. [There's another laugh, weak and tired.] ...Sorry, didn't mean to get on this topic at all.

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