Oh my, I’m exhausted… it’s getting rather late…
“I’d rather it be a normal day instead of days that are filled with Darkness and danger,” Alan stated.
“Your life seems rather stressful from the sound of it.” She frowns a little. “Danger? Well… I think can share that sentiment.”
*chuckles a bit* Just Leon is ok…
*Looks over at hewie* Hey there boy. *Gets on one knee and pets him* Beautiful dog you’ve got here. Though…he looks familiar.
All right then Leon.
-She smiles a bit. She always liked it when people were good with dogs. Or any animal for that matter-
Thank you, he is wonderful isn’t he? His name is Hewie. He’s very friendly.
He looks familiar? Perhaps you have met a dog like him? He wasn’t always mine, actually.
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Hello, sir. Pleased to meet you.
Pleased to meet you too ma’m.
My name’s Leon Kennedy, what’s yours?
My name is Fiona Belli, Mr. Leon Kennedy sir.
Thank you. Sometimes, I feel I am not, but I can only strive for greatness, for ‘tis in my nature. No, you are strong as well. Whether you be mortal or immortal, all beings have as much weakness as they do strength. And I can feel from your presence alone that you are strong. Never doubt that.
Those words… mean a lot to me right now. Thank you so much.
You should never doubt yourself either.
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“Thank you.” She took a lot of pride in Hewie really, seeing as he had been her best friend and companion through all of her rough times. He behaved just as expected, sitting there quietly while wagging his tail and enjoying the comforting touch of another human being.
Hearing his comment, Fiona was suddenly filled with nostalgia. Her smile looked a bit more forced now, but only due to some not so great memories. “He is very much so. Of course, when we first met he didn’t always like to listen.” She chuckled a bit, albeit somewhat timidly.
“Do you have any close friends?” She paused for a moment. “Well, any companions really…”
“Yes I do,” the writer replied as he stood up.
“A lot of them aren’t the normal kind, even your Hewie is normal.”
The blonde was intrigued.
“Really?”
She tapped a finger to her chin, her eyes wandering no where in particular as she pondered.
“Hm, it seems no one is quite normal these days.” Catching herself, she quickly added. “Errm… not to mean that offensively or anything.”
As the hand was extended, the Sheppard went to sniff. As any ordinary dog would. Fiona smiled a bit more. “You may pet him if you like. He’s very friendly.”
And that he was. Unless of course, someone was being threatening. He was also very protective.
The writer carefully reached out, petting the dog behind his ear. “He’s a pretty good one. Loyal too, I bet.”
“Thank you.” She took a lot of pride in Hewie really, seeing as he had been her best friend and companion through all of her rough times. He behaved just as expected, sitting there quietly while wagging his tail and enjoying the comforting touch of another human being.
Hearing his comment, Fiona was suddenly filled with nostalgia. Her smile looked a bit more forced now, but only due to some not so great memories. “He is very much so. Of course, when we first met he didn’t always like to listen.” She chuckled a bit, albeit somewhat timidly.
“Do you have any close friends?” She paused for a moment. “Well, any companions really…”
You are right, unfortunately.
Oh, I hope they are not too much of a burden for you. Truly.
To be honest, I feel the weight of what I carry may one day crush me, but I cannot allow such things to come to pass. There are more important things than my burden of pain—and an important person I must stand beside as well.
I can only admire that Lady Sif.
You are a very strong woman - Goddess or not. Much stronger than I will ever be.
