94th Devotion: Giving in to Panic

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[Video; filtered from Saya]

[The video snaps on to show the rather agitated pacing form of Solomon Goldsmith. The usual easygoing smile is gone from his face, and his fingers fidget with a small photograph held tightly in his hands.

He glances over at the small red light of his video device that indicates that it's recording and sighs before walking over and holding an image up to the camera.]

Does anyone happen to know this girl?


If so, I'd like to speak with you...

[He withdraws it from the camera, his barely composed expression dissolving to show a flicker of the stress that's plaguing him.]

Please... It's important...

[His hand reaches up to switch the broadcast to audio.]


[Private to Keats]
Mr. Keats... I have a job for you.


[ooc: going out for a few hours this evening but will tag when I get back! Backtags always welcome~]

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[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[His heart lurched uncomfortably, hearing her speaking so directly about leaving. It was real wasn't it? He'd seen the signs of her growing dissatisfaction, and could feel her pulling away from him emotionally. Was she just saying this because Keats coached her in what to say?

He frowned, reaching out to pull her tightly against him.]

... 'like that'...? Then how, Saya? What have I done wrong?

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[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[She sighed gently, letting him hold on to her. She pressed her cheek against his chest, relaxing against him.]

Nothing at all, Solomon. You've not done anything. I'm not going anywhere. Trust me.

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... where were you.

[His eyes stayed fixed on nothingness, brow creased from the ever increasing worries of the day.]

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[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[Looking up a bit, she sighed out. The statement though brought a touch of a flush to her cheeks.]

Ah well, after all that pie a bit ago, I... wanted an apple pie. [She nods to the bags by the door.]

And I picked up some other things while I was at the bakery.

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[His eyes flicked over to the bags left sitting inside the apartment, staring at them intently for a moment before returning his attention to the girl in his arms.]

... Saya. Have I not provided well enough for you? I can do better. Just tell me what you need and I'll take care of it.

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[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[Her brow furrowed a bit at that.]

You've provided just fine for me, Solomon. Believe me, I'm very happy.