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@lionknightess· gets this trash starter !!
&& — MAYBE IT IS SOME SORT OF GOOD THING THAT THEY MANAGED TO BUMP INTO INGRID AT SETH’S HOUSE , but right now as they stare at her from down the hall , it feels like anything of the sort. it’s the simple sight of her that makes them feel sick to their stomach , like they could pass out any minute as a heavy weight begins to fall on their shoulders. they can’t run though - not from her , not from everything they’ve been through , and all they want to do is apologize , to take back their actions but… how ?? carefully , they close the front door behind themself , clearing their throat as they begin to walk towards her , hesitantly at that. if she wants them to go , they’ll go - they don’t want her feeling cornered. “ ingrid… ” goddess , their voice doesn’t even sound like it’s coming out of their body - meeker than normal , a subtle softness to it as they lean against the door frame and cross their arms. “ i completely understand that you don’t want to talk to me , but we need to at some point. i’m not … about to lose one of my closest friends because of something so dumb. ”
OF ALL PEOPLE SHE EXPECTED to run into at seth’s house , they were definitely not very high on the list --- in fact , the blonde could do without this encounter . the new year had started off terribly for isolde ; after all , how does one recover from betrayal by the hand of two of their best friends ? it is even worse when one of those friends is no short of family to you , and yet ... well , here they were . when she wasn’t keeping herself busy with work or any other duties ( like dodie rehearsals for examples ) , isolde would find refuge in owen . for the moment , he seemed to be the only person she could count on --- at least until dimitri regained his memories , or annette decided to return her calls . all in all , despite the many ways she had attempt to avoid thinking about them , there was nowhere to run right now and even then , she had never been one to run and hide .
as they came closer , her arms crossed over the blonde’s chest as if to create some sort of barrier between the two . childish as it was , isolde felt vulnerable , and that particular feeling wasn’t one of her favorites ; in fact , it wasn’t something she was used to . but their words , as meek as they sounded , made the woman frown , ❝ of all the things you could say , it amazes me you would describe my death by your hands as something dumb . am i truly that disposable to you , felix ? ❞ a pause , her emerald gaze wandering away from them , ❝ my apologies , but i somehow find it difficult to believe you . ❞