Why must we bump into each like this?

"Bing dong!" when the sliding glass door as it opens up for Johanna, whom is just leaving local convenience store with single plastic bag tucked under her arms. As the automatic doors close just behind her, Johanna rummaged through the bag and pulled out a box of Pocky. Johanna rips away the plastic casing and pops the small red box open to pull out a single Pocky stick between her fingers. She she twirls the stick against her fingers before she slips it in the space between her peachy lips. Since arriving to Earth, Johanna as become quite fond of these Pocky sticks. They were nothing more than a thin biscuit stick dipped in a thin layer of chocolate but perhaps its that simpleness that was its most endearing quality.

As Johanna nibbled on her Pocky stick, she turned her head to the left and was surprised to see her brother Hadrian... of all people here. Her face instinctively lit up upon seeing her precious brother before remembering the Pocky stick still sticking out of her mouth. She quickly scarfed down the treat, tossed the Pocky box back into the plastic bag, then approached her brother in a dignified fashion.

"Hadrian! You surprise me with your presence here! I could have sworn that you suppose to be somewhere else... well it matters not. Its always good to see you my brother." remarked Johanna.

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Johanna's smile faded as Hadrian turned to her as she saw face to face his disheveled form. His beautiful hair matted and discolored from sort of dye, his posture tense and his voice shaky. Johanna never saw Hadrian so sullied before.

"Oh... your hair i-its so... filthy. How could you go around walking around looking like that? When you get home your in dire need of a bath." sighed Johanna as she comes in front of her younger yet taller brother, standing on the very tips of her toes to comb her fingers through his hair to make some attempt to make Hadrian presentable. It was when she was close she could catch the whiff of alcohol and musky sweat. Her nose scrunched up as she takes a step back from Hadrian, frozen stiff as if she was staring at some alien creature instead of her brother.

Johanna's mind raced for some excuse, some legitiment reason that Hadrian would be smelling of sins... even she already suspected the truth for some time. In truth... she almost didn't want to know... and part of her wished to remain ignorant even when it was so obvious now.

"H-hadrian..." stammered Johanna, before clearing her throat. She ignores her brother's questions and goes straight on what is on her mind "What are you doing out here? You smell of alcohol and some..." Johanna breaths in, then exhales as she demands " ...I dunno what else. Please explain... now."

Her eyes narrowed to Hadrian, her posture erects she presents herself as not as his sister but as military official expecting a debrief. Even as she puts on her hardline military facade, inside her heart was racing, panic was coursing through her views even if Johanna appears otherwise composed.

Johanna grits her teeth as her brother, surprised that Hadrian stood up to her the way he just did but that still doesn't change the fact that he didn't answer her question. By the heavens above what was she going to do with him?!

"No, not this time. I have been going too easy on you. I have allowed you too much freedom and only now it is that I see that I am losing you. Now must I repeat myself? I asked you a question and I expect a response. Now... explain yourself." ordered Johanna, giving Hadran a stony stern gaze with the cold sneer of her command.

As she waits for her brother's reply, she silently wonders to herself where it was that she went wrong. She was the older sibling, she was the one responsible for Hadrian and should have reached out to Hadrian to set him on the straight path. But she allowed him to wander too far and she is struggling to cast him back to her. She can't allow him to slip away from her slowly like this... now was the time to make her stand... even if Hadrian was hating her for it. Can he not see how much she worries for him? How much that she loves him?

"You have freedom but not restraint. You have given into impulses thinking only of yourself and giving little thought to my own concerns the concerns of your peers." glowered Johanna, looking to Hadrian in disappointment before letting out a sullen sigh "You are correct that I am neither mother nor father. If I was half of what they were I would have set the record with you straight long before we reached this predicament. Your no soldier... that I always knew... but you are my brother and I have always saw your potential. You... always had compassion and the strength to draw out the best out of others! Maybe everyone saw you as a failure and myself a prodigy but I alone saw that you could be so much more than me. Not as foot soldier but... something else, something better that what I ever hope to be. Which is why it is all the more difficult for me to speak to you now..."

Johanna inhales then rubs her neck as she struggles with the lump logged in her throat. It broke her on the inside to see her brother well into tears. It hurt her to hear how much he despised their family and home for not living up to their high expectations. It tortured her that she has has to stand by her heavenly convictions even when it pitted her against the only family she had left, against the man she loved more than any other in this world. What a cruel test of faith this was for god to burden her with.

"H-however far you have f-fallen... I beseech that you pray for god's forgiveness and that you mend your ways starting today. God might forgive you but... I..." a single tear falls from her eye, following the contours of her cheek as she quickly tried to wipe it away with the sleeve of her jacket. "... I-I c-cant forgive myself for failing y-you. For a-allowing you to ruin your beautiful golden l-locks with harsh pigments. To allow you to l-live this life of... d-debauchery! I-I didn't w-want to be like our parents b-but... and i-in trying not to e-emulate them I allow t-this festering b-between us."

Johanna's calm exterior was beginning to chip away, torn by the turmoil brewing inside. She shakily rubs her right temple, exhausted from the conversation that she never to have had. All she had originally wanted was to enjoy a simple chocolate coated biscuit stick and now her she was begging her brother to return to the righteous path again. Was this forever going to their fate? Bickering between piety and selfish freedoms?

"P-please don't say such things! D-don't say that your losing your way! Putting your trust into something without evidence is the nature of faith! Why must you do this to your sister... I-I'm slowly losing you and I don't know what to do..." sighed Johanna. As she lowered her head, suddenly she felt her brothers arms wrap around her.

Johanna threw her arms and wings around her bother, her fingers clutching tightly on his coat even as her entire body felt weak from Hadrian's embrace. She even let her bag of goodies fall to the ground, she wanted to hold onto her brother more than some cheap snacks.

"If you really mean that... please... Hadrian... I beg of you. Please reform your ways now... please do what I know you know is right. B-because at this moment... y-your going down a dark path t-that can't follow... I... I worry t-that if I let go n-now-" Johanna tightens her hold on her brother, her nails digging into his clothing "- I worry that I might not ever hold you like this again... "

Johanna rests her head on Hadrian's chest, her ear pressed close to his heart as she listen to the steady beat.