Albert Heinrich/004 (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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re_alignment_logs2012-12-26 11:59 am
tearsofsteel) wrote in re_alignment_logs2012-12-26 11:59 am
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Who: Albert/004 and whoever finds him
Where: Alpha Trion's quadrant, the graveyard
When: The day after Christmas
What: Albert pays his respects
Warnings: Just the usual Albert depressiveness
Albert hasn't been around the network or...anyone, really as of late. This time of the year wasn't the best time for him. It was one of those times where the past caught up with him especially hard. He didn't wish to expose people to that...and just be around people. Some personal matters he felt was best left alone.
It wasn't different back home, really. He preferred to spend his holidays alone. Blurr was recuperating and Teddie he hadn't seen in a while. He spent time with the only person he could feel comfortable with this holiday season. Even if she wasn't here, even if he could never get her back, he felt an obligation to pay his respects.
In the graveyard, he had a small stone--certainly not impressive, but enough to place a marker there. On it was scrawled the word 'HILDA'. His mood seemed to improve today. He didn't look happy, but he lost that brooding edge to him. He had his presents on, hands shoved in his pockets. What a peculiar sight, a gray-haired man talking with a stone.
"You like it? It fell through the Lambada. I thought you might appreciate it..."
He reached down, touching the stone,I hope you're having a happy holiday...wherever you are."
Where: Alpha Trion's quadrant, the graveyard
When: The day after Christmas
What: Albert pays his respects
Warnings: Just the usual Albert depressiveness
Albert hasn't been around the network or...anyone, really as of late. This time of the year wasn't the best time for him. It was one of those times where the past caught up with him especially hard. He didn't wish to expose people to that...and just be around people. Some personal matters he felt was best left alone.
It wasn't different back home, really. He preferred to spend his holidays alone. Blurr was recuperating and Teddie he hadn't seen in a while. He spent time with the only person he could feel comfortable with this holiday season. Even if she wasn't here, even if he could never get her back, he felt an obligation to pay his respects.
In the graveyard, he had a small stone--certainly not impressive, but enough to place a marker there. On it was scrawled the word 'HILDA'. His mood seemed to improve today. He didn't look happy, but he lost that brooding edge to him. He had his presents on, hands shoved in his pockets. What a peculiar sight, a gray-haired man talking with a stone.
"You like it? It fell through the Lambada. I thought you might appreciate it..."
He reached down, touching the stone,I hope you're having a happy holiday...wherever you are."
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"If I was, I'm smart enough to come at night when no one's here." SO THERE. Think he's dumb?
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"Then what are you doing?"
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"Why?"