The world has caught on fire from what I've been told.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[Heero kicks open the door to his apartment, not caring that the top hinge pops loose. He's carrying an unconscious Dorothy in his arms, who is covered in soot, ash, blood, dirt, scrapes, bruises... Heero isn't unscathed, but unlike Dorothy, he won't be needing stitches. Just a shower. But there are more important things right now...

He ignores the gun that falls out of his pocket as he goes to lay her down on the couch, kicking the door one more time to keep it open for Duo. The kick is enough to knock the top hinge a little bit looser.]

Comments

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Wary, maybe.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Then what are you afraid of?

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

[Is that a hint of a smirk? Why yes, it is.]

Nothing you need to know about.

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

See, you saying that doesn't help.

[selfdetonation.livejournal.com]

Hm? Why is that?

[maxwellian.livejournal.com]

Because it just makes me more curious.