1x1 Silent Symphony & Of the Falls

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien rolled his eyes, giving a grumble about something to do with whining and sleep. He reached back, plucking a tube of toothpaste from beneath the seat and tossing it to her, not much caring where it landed as he gave another bored yawn.

[Falls]

Sigma put her hands up in front of her face to stop the tube from poking her eye out, sending grumbles back at Lucien as it bounced off of her arm and onto the floor in front of her seat. She leaned over and retrieved it, squeezed some paste onto her toothbrush and began to meticulously brush at every nook and cranny in her mouth. She was very picky about the state of her teeth and usually had gum on her person at all times for whenever she didn’t feel 100% confident about the cleanliness of her mouth. But now that she was with Lucien, she had no gum and decided to make up for the loss by taking an extra five minutes to brush her teeth instead.

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien had been watching the horizon, when he slipped back into sleep, his loose hair ruffled once again, that calm expression that was so unlike him returning. He was slumped down in his seat as he breathed softly, his hands folded in his lap, his hair off to the side of his head, not in front of his face this time.

[Falls]

Sigma rolled down her window and spat the excess toothpaste outside. It wasn't ideal, but she doubted that even Lucien's magic little compartment had a working sink in it. After trying her best to clean off her toothbrush, she set it in her lap and turned to the food. She opened up a bag of Lays chips and a bag of jerky and dug in. ...Omigosh, this is so good... But so unhealthy. How on Earth is Lucien not fat, living off of this junk? She popped another piece of jerky in her mouth and gave a small shrug. After she had satisfied her hunger she reclined her seat all the way again and reached towards the back seat. Maybe the secret compartment had more than just food and hygiene products in it...

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien kept practically everything in that compartment. Food, hygiene products, notebooks, journals, etc. Of course, Lucien was too tired to bother with hiding them at the moment, and he was, of course, asleep. The assassin was certainly not a morning person. That was for sure.

[Falls]

Sigma leaned over the back of her reclined seat and rifled through the compartment's contents, pausing when she came upon the notebooks. She hesitated for a moment, her hand hovering over the topmost notebook before she opened it up to the first page. She was careful to keep it in its same spot so that she could just close it and not have to suspiciously move it back in place if Lucien woke up before she was done.

[Veins Of Opal]

Some of the notebooks were quite old. Some from when Lucien was in his adolescence, others just notes on his contracts. One notebooks, however, was used as a sort of vent. In that notebook, it spoke of Allison and how his childhood had been. Born to a drug addict mother and a father who was never found. Meeting his first friend, Allison. Watching that friend get murdered by her father, thus Lucien killing his first victim.

[Falls]

Sigma read intently, hanging on to Lucien's every written word. As she read, she began to realize why she was here and why Lucien had been so reluctant to kill her. If he had called her Allison, then Sigma must look like her. Or talk like her. Or maybe even both. When she reached the part in the notebook where Allison was killed, she slammed it closed and sat sat up abruptly. She couldn't take much more of that. Those thoughts were deeply and heartrendingly personal and just as deeply disturbing to a girl like her who had never seen death in her life yet. As she brought the back of the chair back up, she realized she was quietly crying.

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien flinched awake as he heard the notebook slam, and he lurched forward to a sitting position, his hair flying forward as his eyes darted around. His eyes came to the leather bound notebook, and he went to grasp a hand around her neck in his fury, stopping himself as he saw her crying, his furious expression fading to one that was unreadable.

[Falls]

Sigma was curled up in her seat with her knees drawn up to her chest. One hand was wrapped tightly around her legs while the other covered her face. You think of Allison when you see me, she thought, unable to voice these words out loud. How much does it kill you inside just to look at me? She knew Lucien was awake, she heard him when he sat up. She wanted to stop crying now that he could see her, but she couldn't. She couldn't get rid of that sick feeling in her gut and that ache in her chest.