cestrumnocturnum: (pic#2911329)
benji ryans. ([personal profile] cestrumnocturnum) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs 2012-05-24 11:28 am (UTC)

Benji goes away.

Sort of.

She is not one of those who are any good at imposing her presence on others, except in the realms of the occasional spontaneous hug (not a good idea here) or avid curiousity (still being applied, admittedly). But when she does away, it is only the idea of going away; she just evaporates into something less tangible, invisible. But her spirit remains, because she isn't comfortable with subjecting someone to a nightmare when nothing requires her to do so.

"Nothing can hurt me," she assures, her voice without direction, sort of just coming up warm through the sand beneath the fallen girl, in the stagnant air. It's a lie, a little, but one she doesn't see any harm in. There is the feeling, then, of something silken, light and warm; a blanket materialising in feel, which will only gain texture and nuance once it's responded to. It may turn into a favoured blanket, or a robe she can cover herself with.

Although the surroundings do not immediately change, there is a scent that acts as an invitation; summery and fragrant, flora from a different place, jasmine and distant rain. "We can leave together."

Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting