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ℭᴇsᴀʀᴇ ℬᴏʀɢɪᴀ ([personal profile] naytheist) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2013-11-01 08:24 pm (UTC)

[Cesare is not scared of many things very often. He has a tendency to run on adrenaline, only realising how panicked he was until afterwards. At this moment, though, he is terrified.

When he had initially caught memories of himself in his mind's eye, he should have been fascinated, intrigued to find out quite what his sister remembered most about him and how she had matured on the Tranquility. He wants to know how she has grown into the young woman she is today and catch up for the lost time that pains him. But instead of taking his opportunity, he is far too concerned regarding what she has learned of him. Of them. Of what he has done to her. What at the time had seemed so beautiful suddenly felt as ugly as the sin it undoubtedly was. The combination of guilt and fear makes him nauseous.

Lucrezia making his way to his chambers in the night like this is far too familiar for comfort and when he opens the door, he tries to keep his expression calm, though he is clearly concerned.]


Of course, Sis.

[He opens the door to her and carefully allows her to step inside his room. He doesn't dare attempt to touch her, though he knows that is what he should do to complete their link. He can't stomach the prospect of him reaching out to her and witnessing her flinching away.]

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