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Hope ([personal profile] lingeringhope) wrote2015-12-01 12:40 pm
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[Hope's voice is clear and clipped.]

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[personal profile] avephoenix 2017-03-01 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
It's hope itself that motivates Faith to make the trek to Hope's temple, an unlit candle in her hands. She seatched the shops for a good few days to find a candle she thought would be suitable, finally settling on one shaped like a slice of veggie pizza (judging by the colors and shapes of the wax). Pizza makes her think of nights in with her friends, so she would say that counts as hopeful, because her friends help her feel like anything's possible.

So she comes in slowly, a bit hesitantly, as if she's expecting to get pushed out by magic or something. (She wouldn't blame him if he did that to her, it's cool.) She places the unlit candle on his altar and gives a look around at the space she'd woken up in a month ago. It looks so much better now.

"Sorry," she says, a shaky smile on her face. Then she pinches the wick and lights it with her fire.

Faith watches the flame flicker, like it can carry her apology further than her voice ever could. After about a minute, if there's no response -- and she's not sure if she should expect one -- she nods and leaves.
Edited 2017-03-01 15:53 (UTC)