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trans_92010-10-19 06:43 pm
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Misery Loves Company [Open, but don't expect to get too far in consoling him]
Alex was sitting in one of the abandoned buildings, where part of the wall and roof had caved in. It was a familiar place, though it wasn't one he had spent much time in. The significance was that he and Luna had talked here for quite some time after the whole fiasco with the bombs. They had been so happy that the other one was okay.
Luna had told him about some of her magic- he still didn't really understand it, and now he didn't know if he ever would.
He sat against the crumbling wall on the same slab of rock he had used last time, staring at the rock Luna had been sitting at.
Why did Fate let him meet someone as wonderful as her, just to take her away?
Why couldn't he bring himself to tell the ship to make him forget her?
Instead, he was sitting there without either his jacket or Alice, his arms wrapped around himself, and his fingers digging into his arms as he cried silently. The building was off the beaten path, and he hoped that he might get some solace here. In his room he had to face Tavros, and Katara had already tracked him down once.
Right now his hands were still, but jagged and slightly bloody scratch marks were evident on his upper arms where he had apparently mindlessly been grabbing and squeezing. It was unclear if he had noticed them or not, though anyone who knew him would know it would be unlikely that he had, knowing of how he normally reacted to blood.
Luna had told him about some of her magic- he still didn't really understand it, and now he didn't know if he ever would.
He sat against the crumbling wall on the same slab of rock he had used last time, staring at the rock Luna had been sitting at.
Why did Fate let him meet someone as wonderful as her, just to take her away?
Why couldn't he bring himself to tell the ship to make him forget her?
Instead, he was sitting there without either his jacket or Alice, his arms wrapped around himself, and his fingers digging into his arms as he cried silently. The building was off the beaten path, and he hoped that he might get some solace here. In his room he had to face Tavros, and Katara had already tracked him down once.
Right now his hands were still, but jagged and slightly bloody scratch marks were evident on his upper arms where he had apparently mindlessly been grabbing and squeezing. It was unclear if he had noticed them or not, though anyone who knew him would know it would be unlikely that he had, knowing of how he normally reacted to blood.
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Yes. "D-do y-you think you c-could s-stay a-around f-for a b-bit? I-I... I-I'd r-rather i-if you s-stayed f-for a while..." His concern for his friend- or at the very least, acquaintance- was enough that he'd at least try to keep him close by while he was in such a state. The Shadow had figured out that Alex was in no shape to try eating it anyway, and so it wasn't going to attack any more- at least not until Alex's own shadows dissipated.
He looked down at the floor, a bit of a flush coming to his cheeks. He hadn't quite lied, but he didn't quite like bending his words either. Still, he figured it would work better than telling Sam that he shouldn't be alone.
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He finally moved one of his arms and patted the ground next to him, saying, "P-please?"
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He sighed heavily, "w-we've g-got terrible demons th-that jus' won' l-leave us alone..." His voice was strained as he tried to keep from breaking into tears all over again.
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