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Hearts in Chaos--chapter 9Reconciliation
When Lightning reached out, she found a thread connecting her heart to Caius’s, and if she felt along that thread, she found the tangled emotions that radiated off him like the flares of the sun.
The days of autumn passed quickly now that Serah and Snow had made their commitment official. The first few days were spent trying to get used to the arrangement as well as the legalities that came with it. The NORA house bounced around into different hands for a while before Snow put his foot down and said the house would belong to him, his sister-in-law, and their little family. Everyone else had to move out, and for good reason: the two hoped to have children, and there needed to be places for them to sleep when they grew older. Lebreau left first, but she had already had her eye on a little beach shack someone had been trying to sell for months, so she picked it up with the agreement she could still run the ba
Hearts in Chaos--chapter 8Unification
The Academy, at this point, was a nearly-finished brick building frowning over a small section of New Bodhum, tucked away toward the foothills of the mountains. Its façade was quite strict, large windows reflecting the morning light and the pale sheen of a moon as it hung in the sky. The atrium where the Foundation met was in the center of the great building, built with materials collected or created from Pulse’s many natural resources, with a single desk of questionable quality and chairs all around it – folding chairs, lawn chairs, camping chairs, wooden chairs, metal chairs, and stools were what the Foundation sat on this morning.
Rygdea, the more-or-less de facto head of the group, stood at the east end of the table and leaned on it, looking uncomfortable with his position of power. Snow sat at the west end, with Bartholomew and Hope in the middle on the north side and the NORA members on the south side. Sazh and Dajh betwe
Hearts in Chaos--chapter 7The Changing Seasons
The next morning, an hour or so before sunrise, Snow got up before everyone else, careful not to disturb Serah as she slept. As he slipped out, he thought about what Lightning would say if she caught the two of them sleeping in the same room, even if they were in separate beds and several feet apart. There just wasn’t room anywhere else – Maqui and Yuj slept in their garage, while Gadot had a friend he stayed with on the other side of the cliff, and Lebreau usually stole the sofa unless someone invited her to stay with them. Unless everyone slept in the spacious master bedroom, it was more practicality than anything.
He couldn’t imagine Lightning being too happy about her sister sleeping in a room with a man, whether they were in the same bed or not.
He came out to the front lobby to find it empty and the front door still locked closed. Yawning, he unlocked it and slid it open, letting in the dim morning sunshi
Hearts in Chaos--chapter 6-------------Promise Keeper
“I know. Too weird.”
It was the next morning in the NORA residence, a morning clear, bright, and beautiful except for a few storm clouds drifting in from the ocean – storm clouds that fit the mood all too well. In the center room of the house stood Serah and a man she’d only gotten to know since Cocoon fell, Rygdea. The two looked at each other, Serah bewildered as well as shocked, Rygdea uncomfortable and anxious.
“But why?” She rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Why would anyone… do that?”
“What’s going on?” a third voice chimed in; Serah turned her head to see Lebreau walking in, clad in her security regalia – a sensible uniform that covered much more than her usual wear.
“Rygdea just brought some… interesting news.”
“Yeah?” She squinted at him. “What?”
“People keep livin’ on Coc
Hearts in Chaos--chapter 5-------------Failed Promises
The next morning, Lightning came out to find breakfast laid out and Serah already gone for work.
Sitting on the couch and using the coffee table as the breakfast table, she forced herself to slowly eat the big plate of scrambled eggs, so fresh the yolks were orange and the whites perfectly clear, combined with crisped hash browns, fresh Pulsian fruit cut by her sister’s skilled (and patient) hand, and a crunchy vegetable with a thick brown skin she carefully ate the meat out of. She then deposited the plate and utensils in the sink, rinsed them, washed them, and stacked them, started to head out the front door, and hesitated.
“Lebreau?” she called out.
The woman was just getting ready to go to work herself, her old beachwear changed out for a security uniform that protected her skin both from the hot sun and the blistering heat of muzzle flashes. “Oh, hey,” she said, “is something wrong? You look kinda worri
Hearts in Chaos--chapter 4----------Can’t Help It
As the morning sun rose up above the horizon to set the sky ablaze, Caius headed into the NORA house, not liking the prospect of facing Lightning today. After their brief argument the previous day, he wasn’t sure she would even want to look at him. At least it was cooler inside, the temperature noticeably lower; as usual, he sat down at the bar and looked around. Lebreau tended the bar and looked sidelong at him as she mixed something. Serah was nowhere in sight, and neither was Lightning, or anyone else for that matter besides the bartender.
“Hey, you,” she greeted him.
He leaned on the counter and stretched just enough for his shoulders to pop. “Morning.”
“Always mister talkative.” She sealed the container she held and shook it vigorously. It was some sort of liquid and purple in color; Caius didn’t think it looked very appetizing at all. “I need a different job. I mean, I love doing thi
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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