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redifer · 05-03-2011, 08:01 PM

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Originally Posted by steflegan

Violet sighed contentedly as she returned from her walk at break time. She found that the outdoors was going to be a welcome respite from the austere, cold Ministry building. She took note of the trees, the people walking by, the woman crying on the bench, the- wait, the woman crying?

Now Violet was never the type to cross the street to get away from someone was hurting in some way. Instead, she usually felt drawn toward them. As she came closer to the bench, the dark-haired form of the woman became vaguely familiar. She's the woman I saw in the work cubicles where I filled out my paperwork. Merlin's beard, what happened?

She reached out her hand and tentatively placed it on the woman's shoulder. Violet was such an empath; this women's pain was palpable; she could feel it drilling a hole in her heart.

"Excuse me, I don't mean to pry. But we both work for the Minister's Office, and I just couldn't leave you here like this. I'm Violet, by the way. Would you like to talk about it? It helps to have a target to vent at and a shoulder to cry on." She sat down on the bench next to her co-worker. She had no idea how this woman would react to her overture of kindness.

Medea’s typical demeanor didn’t invite people to talk to her, let alone lay a hand on her. But right now she didn’t care, nothing mattered. How could the world go on when she was hurting to badly?

The dark haired woman looked up to the voice when it was done speaking. It was the woman who seemed rather confused in the office. Great, just what I need. Someone from the office seeing her like this. Her face looked awful. Medea’s eyes were red, black streaks from her eyes to her jaw line, snot running out of her nose. Part of her wanted to pull it together and really just let go on this woman. All the anger, hurt and disappointment she was feeling she wanted someone else to feel it. The other pathetic, worn down side of her needed a friend.

Her shoulders dropped and so did her eyes. Staring at the street she spoke in a cracked, weak voice, ”Medea.” Violet could figure out that was her name right? She really didn’t want to use more words than necessary, it took too much effort.

”And I’ll be ok, it’s not a big deal really. I just happen to screw everything in my personal life up.” She reached into her wristlet and retrieved a tissue as the woman sat. Silence fell upon the conversation. Swallowing hard Medea turned her face to the woman, ”Have you ever been in love?” Tears silently fell from her eyes.

05-03-2011, 08:01 PM	#4 (permalink)
redifer Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Ruling Dramamine Posts: 1,724	Eating chili with Sirius Red NinjaRaspberry White Chocolate Mocha Quote: Originally Posted by steflegan* Violet sighed contentedly as she returned from her walk at break time. She found that the outdoors was going to be a welcome respite from the austere, cold Ministry building. She took note of the trees, the people walking by, the woman crying on the bench, the- wait, the woman crying? Now Violet was never the type to cross the street to get away from someone was hurting in some way. Instead, she usually felt drawn toward them. As she came closer to the bench, the dark-haired form of the woman became vaguely familiar. She's the woman I saw in the work cubicles where I filled out my paperwork. Merlin's beard, what happened? She reached out her hand and tentatively placed it on the woman's shoulder. Violet was such an empath; this women's pain was palpable; she could feel it drilling a hole in her heart. "Excuse me, I don't mean to pry. But we both work for the Minister's Office, and I just couldn't leave you here like this. I'm Violet, by the way. Would you like to talk about it? It helps to have a target to vent at and a shoulder to cry on." She sat down on the bench next to her co-worker. She had no idea how this woman would react to her overture of kindness. Medea’s typical demeanor didn’t invite people to talk to her, let alone lay a hand on her. But right now she didn’t care, nothing mattered. How could the world go on when she was hurting to badly? The dark haired woman looked up to the voice when it was done speaking. It was the woman who seemed rather confused in the office. Great, just what I need. Someone from the office seeing her like this. Her face looked awful. Medea’s eyes were red, black streaks from her eyes to her jaw line, snot running out of her nose. Part of her wanted to pull it together and really just let go on this woman. All the anger, hurt and disappointment she was feeling she wanted someone else to feel it. The other pathetic, worn down side of her needed a friend. Her shoulders dropped and so did her eyes. Staring at the street she spoke in a cracked, weak voice, ”Medea.” Violet could figure out that was her name right? She really didn’t want to use more words than necessary, it took too much effort. ”And I’ll be ok, it’s not a big deal really. I just happen to screw everything in my personal life up.” She reached into her wristlet and retrieved a tissue as the woman sat. Silence fell upon the conversation. Swallowing hard Medea turned her face to the woman, ”Have you ever been in love?” Tears silently fell from her eyes. __________________