In the hall with Maia . . .

[good-shepard.livejournal.com]

Maia and I walk down the hallway to the clinic. I look at her, worried. I just met this girl, and she seems really sweet. I hope there nothing wrong with her. Maybe talking would help . . .

"So . . . what's going on? Anything I can help with?"

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[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Yeah, *in a low voice* I am one of those strange things at Fandom High

[good-shepard.livejournal.com]

Oh.

*realizes*

Oh! Look, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean anything by it. Like I said, I'm new to this. Please forgive me.

Hey! You knew I was from L.A. *peers at you nervously* What else do you know about me?

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

*looks at you for a minute, up and down, past your shoulder into nothingness and then back into your eyes*

I see you struggling, there are other people around you but your alone. You try to stay calm but *pauses* there all around you. There is fire and water not much else.. your scared. Your scared, you let the fear in *hesitates at your anguished face* but only for five seconds.

[good-shepard.livejournal.com]

Uhhh . . . .

Oh, look, the clinic. I have to go now. Got a class I'm going to be late for. I'll get back to you on your Angelus problem.