43rd Sphere
Oct. 21st, 2010 07:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Jecht has seen the writing on the wall. He tuned into the radio broadcast, heard the weeping voices, listened to Lucy Smith, and he's seen the hazmat suits wandering around town. He knows most of his friends can handle themselves, but there's one in particular he's worried about. So he wastes no time in gathering up his weapon and heading straight over to Garnet's place. Once there, he plants his sword into the ground beside him and simply stands in front of her house, arms crossed and looking none too pleased. He might not be able to do anything for her, but that's not going to stop him from trying anyway. The poor little summoner has been through quite enough already, and he's resolved in his head to fight whoever it takes to give her some peace.]
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Date: 2010-10-22 01:21 am (UTC)Instead, she does her best to gather information while he stands guard outside, both about the men in the silver suits and the conditions of their friends. When the plain clock hanging in the kitchen indicates that it's high time for lunch, Garnet fixes the two of them a sandwich (his being considerably heartier). She takes a deep breath before swinging open the front door and marching outside, a plate in each hand.]
Here. You can't exactly be stubborn and reckless on an empty stomach. [Her tone indicates her displeasure, but she holds the food out to him politely enough.]
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Date: 2010-10-22 01:26 am (UTC)[Jecht nods and holds out his hand to take the sandwich, taking a bite and chewing it over. His gaze never wavers from the street as he watches and waits.]
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Date: 2010-10-22 02:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-22 02:23 am (UTC)"...If they try to come in here, get inside. I'll keep you safe."