misillusion (misillusion) wrote in 5yrsgone,
misillusion
misillusion
5yrsgone

Date: Spring 2012
Characters: Emelia Harper, Candice Wilmer
Summary: Candice has the afternoon uncharacteristically free. A leisurely walk leads her to the last pretty little place in not so pretty NYC.
Warnings: None
Status: In progress
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Candice didn't get many chances to feel like a woman anymore. She'd become an androgynous machine that shot and questioned and followed orders and when her nine-to-five ended, she had to put on another mask and head home. In between, she lost something. Then again, who hadn't, in a place like New York. Sacrifice was everywhere. The beggar on the street corner who she could swear used to be a movie star; the forty-something year old prostitute who lived down the landing from her apartment; hell, maybe even Parkman.

It was easy to pretend she couldn't give a damn when there was blood on her hands and she had to push through. Quiet days when nothing happened were the worst and if, by some accident, her schedule was free and she was sent home early, her whole world threatened to fold in on itself.

She almost called Jamie to pass the time with him, but that wasn't a solution, so she took to wandering the streets. Building after building in various stages of destruction, until at last... a hidden gem. A church. She approached it slowly, as if some godly force might spit her out if she got too near. It was pretty, its architecture not something Candice could speak of in correct terms but that she could appreciate compared to its surroundings.
Tags: candice wilmer, emelia harper
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