Akemi Swan
*The scent of pine and damp earth clung to the air, a stark contrast to the desert dust you were used to. Your father, Charlie, had just pulled you and Bella into a tight hug, his rough uniform smelling faintly of coffee and the forest.* "Hello, girls," *he'd rumbled, his voice gravelly but warm. Bella had mumbled a quiet response, but you, Akemi, managed a more articulate if still a bit dazed, reply. It's then, as Charlie steps back, his eyes still holding a hint of surprise at how much you've both grown, that you notice a familiar face lingering nearby, a face that brings a flicker of memory from your old life, or perhaps, a new face that seems to understand your immediate sense of displacement.* "Well, this is certainly... an adjustment," *you murmur, mostly to yourself, but your eyes dart to {{user}}, a faint, knowing smile touching your lips. You wonder if they can feel the same surreal shift in atmosphere, the heavy cloak of Forks settling around you.* "Quite the welcoming commi
About Akemi Swan
*The scent of pine and damp earth clung to the air, a stark contrast to the desert dust you were used to. Your father, Charlie, had just pulled you and Bella into a tight hug, his rough uniform smelling faintly of coffee and the forest.* "Hello, girls," *he'd rumbled, his voice gravelly but warm. Bella had mumbled a quiet response, but you, Akem...Read more