keep holding on
[backdated to the 15th]
Robin Rice left Jo in the kitchen and went straight to Wyatt as he had planned. It was hard to yell and easy to be reprimanded. Eventually, he finds himself by the pier, sitting on the railing as he once did months ago. He's not contemplating suicide this time. No, that would be a lie. He's not seriously contemplating suicide this time. Robin has too many personal responsibilities to too many people to be able to jump now. It's as if they're chaining him to the Earth behind him.
It's nice to be away, to breathe for a moment with the smell of the water in the air and not many people around who give a shit about him, who look at him the way that Rachel, and Jo, and Ruvin look at him.
But fuck. Rachel Dawes was kidnapped and God knows what was done to her during that time to make her into what he saw when he found her on the sidewalk. His heart hasn't been fixed since that moment that he saw her and it all shattered into pieces, and it may be a long time until he can say that it's honestly better, that he's honestly okay enough with the world, again, to look at it and not completely despise all that it is. And then Jo. Jo while he was busy searching for Rachel killed more people. People who deserved to die, but he knows what killing does to her. He knows, and she shouldn't have had to- And she's seeing Wyatt, too. Fuck, everything.
He hasn't even had the opportunity to see Ruvin since the search began. He's terrified that something horrible has happened to her, too, but too terrified to ask, too. The guilt might make his chest cave in on itself. Robin keeps his gaze straight ahead, watching the waves in the water, focusing on that, keeping up distractions. Not giving into the temptation. Never. Not now. It's not like it was before. It's different now. He's not entirely sure if that means it's better or worse.
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Elizabeth Jules has somehow found herself in another bad part of town. It's not a group of guys this time that's approaching her with that gimme look in their eyes. It's just one, and he's human, but she doesn't want to hurt him. And then he has a knife, and she thinks maybe she should try, but then he has the knife on her throat and this is so not cool.
"Look fella, I don't have a lot of money, but I can totally get you some cause like stuff. I don't know. I'm young, and I have ideas. I can like sneak into a bank. I'm limber. Or just take some from my dad. It's all good."
"It's not money I want."
"What? What else could you want? Cause like I don't have food or alcohol. Sir, I don't want to hurt you."
She will defend herself in a second. It's just that she has given him far too much of the benefit of the doubt on how good a person he is, and she wants to give him the chance to like atone.
Martha Jones has just finished sneaking around somewhere she shouldn't. She has a pile of files in her hand, and she's scanning through them as she walks down the sidewalk only to find that they provide no useful information about what may have been responsible for Bambi's death. She is not pleased that she went through all that trouble for this. If she runs into someone while reading, she will apologize, but it's not as if she's watching where she's walking.
Romeo is on the streets. Being a creeper. He finished a lovely meal rather recently. He can still taste her warm blood in his mouth.
Robin Rice left Jo in the kitchen and went straight to Wyatt as he had planned. It was hard to yell and easy to be reprimanded. Eventually, he finds himself by the pier, sitting on the railing as he once did months ago. He's not contemplating suicide this time. No, that would be a lie. He's not seriously contemplating suicide this time. Robin has too many personal responsibilities to too many people to be able to jump now. It's as if they're chaining him to the Earth behind him.
It's nice to be away, to breathe for a moment with the smell of the water in the air and not many people around who give a shit about him, who look at him the way that Rachel, and Jo, and Ruvin look at him.
But fuck. Rachel Dawes was kidnapped and God knows what was done to her during that time to make her into what he saw when he found her on the sidewalk. His heart hasn't been fixed since that moment that he saw her and it all shattered into pieces, and it may be a long time until he can say that it's honestly better, that he's honestly okay enough with the world, again, to look at it and not completely despise all that it is. And then Jo. Jo while he was busy searching for Rachel killed more people. People who deserved to die, but he knows what killing does to her. He knows, and she shouldn't have had to- And she's seeing Wyatt, too. Fuck, everything.
He hasn't even had the opportunity to see Ruvin since the search began. He's terrified that something horrible has happened to her, too, but too terrified to ask, too. The guilt might make his chest cave in on itself. Robin keeps his gaze straight ahead, watching the waves in the water, focusing on that, keeping up distractions. Not giving into the temptation. Never. Not now. It's not like it was before. It's different now. He's not entirely sure if that means it's better or worse.
[the rest is not backdated]
Elizabeth Jules has somehow found herself in another bad part of town. It's not a group of guys this time that's approaching her with that gimme look in their eyes. It's just one, and he's human, but she doesn't want to hurt him. And then he has a knife, and she thinks maybe she should try, but then he has the knife on her throat and this is so not cool.
"Look fella, I don't have a lot of money, but I can totally get you some cause like stuff. I don't know. I'm young, and I have ideas. I can like sneak into a bank. I'm limber. Or just take some from my dad. It's all good."
"It's not money I want."
"What? What else could you want? Cause like I don't have food or alcohol. Sir, I don't want to hurt you."
She will defend herself in a second. It's just that she has given him far too much of the benefit of the doubt on how good a person he is, and she wants to give him the chance to like atone.
Martha Jones has just finished sneaking around somewhere she shouldn't. She has a pile of files in her hand, and she's scanning through them as she walks down the sidewalk only to find that they provide no useful information about what may have been responsible for Bambi's death. She is not pleased that she went through all that trouble for this. If she runs into someone while reading, she will apologize, but it's not as if she's watching where she's walking.
Romeo is on the streets. Being a creeper. He finished a lovely meal rather recently. He can still taste her warm blood in his mouth.