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bizarronia2010-09-16 01:57 am
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OFFTOPIC: Terra sucks at boardgames.
It was over.
He was really wondering what the hell this whole "game" thing had been about. After all that mess, Sabata had popped up even when he wasn't supposed to be able to do so, so he had some serious reservations regarding his "dead" status, and even if there had been any point to this... Of course, Django was lousy at the whole "understand the bad guy's mindset" so he wasn't even trying.
There was no one on sight when he came out of the forest. Apollo was, but then again Django had been carrying him. So, he had carried him back to the inn, where he could get some rest. Django had to admit he was a little scared about how badly the lawyer had taken the whole thing.
So he made himself busy with that. Worrying about Apollo would help to keep the denial going.
He was really wondering what the hell this whole "game" thing had been about. After all that mess, Sabata had popped up even when he wasn't supposed to be able to do so, so he had some serious reservations regarding his "dead" status, and even if there had been any point to this... Of course, Django was lousy at the whole "understand the bad guy's mindset" so he wasn't even trying.
There was no one on sight when he came out of the forest. Apollo was, but then again Django had been carrying him. So, he had carried him back to the inn, where he could get some rest. Django had to admit he was a little scared about how badly the lawyer had taken the whole thing.
So he made himself busy with that. Worrying about Apollo would help to keep the denial going.
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There is too much silence....
He doesn't want to open his eyes. He doesn't want to see her. Just...]
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From time to time he looks to where Apollo is, wondering when he's going to wake up... He doesn't want to think that he won't wake up, so he doesn't.]
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The floor moves under him... he feels so dizzy...]
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L-let me help you... [He does feel kinda guilty about the shaking and slapping that happened back in the forest.]
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[Django is here. So this must be the inn room...
There's something wrong inside him, but he can't say exactly what. He manages to stand up with Django's help, just to hurry to the bathroom.
There's nothing in there to throw up, still, he empties his stomach, kneeling and grabbing the seat.]
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He wants to tell Apollo about the Sabata not being dead thing, but he is waiting until the stomach emptying is over.]
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The snow. The tree. His hand covered in blood as he looked for the envelope...
Her smile...]
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And no way, he's not letting this go on any longer.]
Apollo. [He calls, his voice is firm this time, instead of the worried whisper it was last time.]
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He wouldn't lie to him, right? Nods heavily.]
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But... In the end, when we were on the cage... Brother was there, he was alive. [Pause, a small frown.] I don't think that any of what happened in there was real.
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I did it. I could do it...
I love how the back icon stands for the blankface xD
It was the third time I killed my father. I could do it all three times, and only one of them was an illusion. [Offers him the wet towel.] Get cleaned up or you'll start feeling nausea again.
I know the feeling xD
That nightmare... just an illusion? It couldn't be. All the pain and anger wouldn't mean a thing.]
Sob xD
He really wishes he could do more, but at this point... He sometimes doubts he can really permanently save anyone.]
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Why...?
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I... I want to check on that once things are more calmed down. I want to know why this thing happened. [Frowns... He's been thinking about it a lot.]
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You need a moment to calm down... Do you want anything to drink...? Anything I can do...? [Then notices he's talking too much and shuts up xD]
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[Doesn't sit there, just washes his mouth clumsily before walking back to the room. He does accept Django's help for that, though.
He just wants to sleep. For days. Or weeks. Actually, if he doesn't wake up at all he won't be angry.]
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[So he takes Apollo back, and helps him sit in the bed.] You should get some rest...
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....Django?
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At first it won't stop, but someday it will. [Or so he hopes.]
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I'll take care of things here. If you need anything just tell me.
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[Funny. At first he really didn't trust much this kid but now...
Being stuck in a world full of undead and having lived the worst nightmare ever makes you change your mind.]
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Rest well...! [And he's back to the window, back to looking outside, and back to the denial.]
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