Posted by Lieutenant Kadence Argona (Counselor) in Perhaps just once… (Reilly)
She had done it.

Kady had gone down to Risa on her own. She hated Risa. It was an overused, overspent, redundant ‘port in every storm’. So why was she here? Because the tiramisu was amazing and so was the real coffee. And she had Reilly to blame. She had asked for authentic Italian food and he had shown her. Now she was hooked.

As the sun crested down around dinner time, she sat, sketchbook in hand, bare feet on a nearby chair and was drawing those wandering around below. The wind was blowing her ponytail and she was humming softly to herself.

Kadence Argona
CNS

The people in the little plaza moved with a fluidity that was predictable… moving slowly from bar and shop, holding hands, talking softly… it was a slow rhythm that seemed like water flowing. As she looked up from her sketch, however, the water now had an island in it. One figure, not moving, standing in the exact center of her vision.

Reilly.

A light gray jacket was thrown over his shoulder, held in place by one finger hooked in the back of the collar and the weight hanging it down his back. Blue shirt with a slight v-neck and gray trousers that matched the jacket. He was standing absolutely still in the middle of the square looking up at her, as if he had been there the whole time. The people around him seemed to simply flow by him, paying him no attention. He looked at her… and smiled. He then made a gesturing, asking if he could join her.

Reilly, XO