[closed] I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited

[hyanaimne]

Date & Time: December 12
Location: Winter wonderland of snow and fun
Characters: Tempest and Charlie Dyer
Summary: Someone was missing for a few days. Someone else wants to shake her.
Warnings: None!

[milling around just inside the doors leading to the transporter room, Tempest finds her attention drawn to the floor; idly drawing designs in the slush with the toe of her boot, pushing it around. Not quite a nervous gesture, but almost.

It's been over a year since she's been here, and yet only a few days passed. She honestly does feel cheated; that she spent months wondering if she would ever be brought back, or if she had been kicked out for some reason, and just when Exsilium was no longer on her mind, a blink and she's there. She almost wanted to laugh at the irony.

She pauses moving slush around to glance down at her hand, flexing the fingers with a frown. The cold was making it ache again - nothing new, for her nowadays, but still annoying. She'd have to pick up another pair of gloves at some point. She sighs, and leans back against the wall and forces her attention to the door instead]

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[falla]

[ As usual when it came to go and meet someone, Charlie decided not to go when she was halfway there, so she had ultimately turned around.

She changed her mind another three times before she realized she had walked too much now to head back (this was a lie of course, but if anything it would allow her to finally reach the end).

Now Charlie was getting closer to the transporter with every step, and Tempest's figure had just became visible. Yeah, still in one piece. Sighing (and unconsciously unclenching), Charlie finally got to the transporter room and stepped inside, rubbing her hands together for a moment before looking up, always in that particularly shy way of hers. ]

H-hey.