Flaring Ella

[Millijana]

She stood there her eyes closed. Thinking about the dream she had. The one that woke her up. Faces of her friends and her enemies alike. All of them had been staring at her accusingly. They were haunting her in her dreams and now even in her wake. But it was about to end and she knew it. Sometimes she wasn’t sure if she would make it. Sometimes she feared they would find her, get her and stop her. She feared they would kill everyone dear to her, her crew, he friends.
A sound startled her and without knowing her Biotics flared up, he hand risen, ready to hit whoever dared to approach from behind.
“It’s just me,” he said.
She felt relieved, but wasn’t able to stop the flaring. She was still too tensed, caught in her dream and her fears. His big hands grabbed her upper arms and pulled her against him. She felt the warm skin of his torso on her back, still cold from the water of the shower.
Her arm sank down and the flaring eased. She calmed down and rested her head against his. His arms embraced her and pulled her closer; held her steady.
“I’m here.”
He knew of nightmares. He knew of regrets and doubts. She saw her tensed muscles, he felt her distress and her fear. He could not take it from her, but he could lift it a bit and help her carry this burden. She was strong, inside and out. But she was still human. His fucking idol was just human, and he was able to help her, She’d let him in. She accepted him in her life, as long as she was alive. And he saw his job in keeping her that way. A year ago he’d thought it was not possible to mix the job and love. But he’d been wrong. She wasn’t convinced, though. It didn’t matter. She would be, he just had to be there and show her it would work. He had to show her he would let her down.
“I’ll always be there,” he whispered.

 

[Eyora]

Das Bild ist cool. Hast du es selbst gezeichnet?

Bei der Geschichte wäre ich an mehr interessiert, ohne den vollständigen Background ist es immer recht schwer sich ein Bild zu machen. Kann man irgendwo mehr zu ihr und ihren Ängsten und Albträumen erfahren?

Ich mag ja eher den Heldinin-Typ, der den Kerlen in die Eier tritt, wenn sie sich anschleichen, aber die passen selten in Geschichten.

 

[Millijana]

Ja, das ist selbst gemacht.

Hm ja, es gibt mehr, aber noch nicht so richtig viel aufgeschrieben. Das Meiste ist noch im Kopf.
Das was ich hier schnell aufgeschrieben habe ist auch mitten in der richtigen Geschichte, bzw schon recht am Ende.
Hehe, ja diese Art Heldin mag ich auch gerne, und sie ist auch nicht immer so. Das sind die Momente, die sonst niemand zu sehen bekommt. Außer evtl. EDI, die ja nunmal als Schiff-AI alles sieht. James musste schon hart arbeiten um so weit zu kommen.