<strong>On The Bus</strong><br/><br/>"Can't stay," Harmony mumbles, even as she allows Soph to pull her into a hug and relaxes against the demigoddess.  "Places to go, things to do.  Lost way too much time in Cameron."<br/><br/>She snorts softly, shivering with anticipation at Soph's gentle touch and then tries to change the subject, her change of tone ringing false as anything as she desperately tries to pull back...already knowing that by coming here, by entering Soph's personal quarters, she's already lost the fight.<br/><br/>"Hey, is it true they elected that actor President?  What's his name...used to play cowboys all the time.  Reagan, that's it. Ronald Reagan.  President.  That's crazy!  Just plain..."<br/><br/>She makes the mistake of turning to look directly at Soph and her voice trails off.  It's child's play to see the pure need, the desperate longing and frustration in her eyes.  Yet still she holds back, as if she's scared that this is a dream.  Oddly enough, she seems to look a little different  under this light.  There's a bit less grey in her hair.<br/><br/>"I can't," she breathes.  "Been selfish too much as it is.  Holdin' back, pullin' away, too...too stuck to..."