OFFTOPIC: Terra sucks at boardgames.

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

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.

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[define-justice.livejournal.com]

...will it... stop hurting?

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

You have to calm down... See that it wasn't real, that you weren't really under normal circumstances.

At first it won't stop, but someday it will. [Or so he hopes.]

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

...[Nods, he doesn't really want to think at all.]

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Just rest, ok?

I'll take care of things here. If you need anything just tell me.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

... Thank you. I'll... sleep a while.

[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.]

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

All right.

Rest well...! [And he's back to the window, back to looking outside, and back to the denial.]