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etrayalogs2025-07-14 03:33 pm
ingestion) wrote in etrayalogs2025-07-14 03:33 pm
closed — all these nightmares I once had as a child
WHO: Heather Mason + Henry Townshend
WHEN: 07/14 - Afternoon
WHERE: Robin Deli
WHAT: Discussing his person, Claudia, and other Silent Hill troubles
NOTES\WARNINGS: Major spoilers for Silent Hill 3 (potentially 4) within
( there was a strong level of self-restraint heather had to show when texting henry because while she had succeeded in quelling her anger towards claudia since her arrival, every time she thought about that woman or even mentioned her, the rage came boiling back to the surface, threatening to spill over. he knew more about her story than anyone else here but he didn't know that the woman who was here who murdered her father was the very same claudia he had spoken so kindly about.
as she waited in the deli, preparing them both sandwiches, she went extra hard with her knife, leaving cuts within the cutting boards underneath that were never there before. each slice was a new mark of her anger, each vegetable chopped was furiously cut up but surprisingly, in her rage, came forth probably the best set of italian sandwiches she had ever made. surpassing even the recipes in her books, she truly made something quite refined and delicious.
it surprised even her, but soon as henry came through the door, she placed her knife down and looked onwards. it took her a moment but she forced a smile and lifted her head up. )
Henry, hey.
( he was someone special to heather at this point, a warm presence and while she was still severely concerned for him, she knew why he behaved the way he did. it was a miracle she wasn't in a similar position. once he finally came closer she decided though that instead of focusing on checking up on him, she needed to tell him exactly what claudia did and who she was. )
Thanks for coming, I feel like we haven't spoken in a little bit. I missed you, though I do see you everyday I walk by your apartment....
you sure uh....sit there a lot don't you?
WHEN: 07/14 - Afternoon
WHERE: Robin Deli
WHAT: Discussing his person, Claudia, and other Silent Hill troubles
NOTES\WARNINGS: Major spoilers for Silent Hill 3 (potentially 4) within
( there was a strong level of self-restraint heather had to show when texting henry because while she had succeeded in quelling her anger towards claudia since her arrival, every time she thought about that woman or even mentioned her, the rage came boiling back to the surface, threatening to spill over. he knew more about her story than anyone else here but he didn't know that the woman who was here who murdered her father was the very same claudia he had spoken so kindly about.
as she waited in the deli, preparing them both sandwiches, she went extra hard with her knife, leaving cuts within the cutting boards underneath that were never there before. each slice was a new mark of her anger, each vegetable chopped was furiously cut up but surprisingly, in her rage, came forth probably the best set of italian sandwiches she had ever made. surpassing even the recipes in her books, she truly made something quite refined and delicious.
it surprised even her, but soon as henry came through the door, she placed her knife down and looked onwards. it took her a moment but she forced a smile and lifted her head up. )
Henry, hey.
( he was someone special to heather at this point, a warm presence and while she was still severely concerned for him, she knew why he behaved the way he did. it was a miracle she wasn't in a similar position. once he finally came closer she decided though that instead of focusing on checking up on him, she needed to tell him exactly what claudia did and who she was. )
Thanks for coming, I feel like we haven't spoken in a little bit. I missed you, though I do see you everyday I walk by your apartment....
you sure uh....sit there a lot don't you?