[OOC: the death of Rachel and Robin. Again, anyone is welcome into the actual party building. Currently, pre-explosion posting into the party can happen. :) Instead of worrying about the smalltalk beforehand? Might be easier to coordinate. It's only the conference room in a separate building that no one should be in unless they want to die with R
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On the screen, there's a man in a dark room. A light shines down on him but most of his face is in shadow. He is a wanderer. He has been in Chicago for a year, and he sits up in the chair.
"I am not a demon. I am not CLF," he says, and his voice is low and dangerous, shaking with the strength of what he says and what he believes. "I fell through a Rift like many of you. I fell through the Rift on to Chicago. I was a good person. I was a doctor before I fell through. I had a family. I had a practice of my own that I was setting up. I fell through, and I found hope but the hope was false. All these people that tell you that you can live in this place, they're lying to you. I believed them. I believed them and I wasted a year building a new life here in this poisonous city, and I watched--" His voice is strangled with the sound of ( ... )
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But then, as she listens - she can’t seem to breathe. So many of the words make sense to her, sometimes they’ve been her own thoughts: of how Chicago can be a painful, horrible place. People offer her words of advice and encouragement and she tries so hard to be strong and to keep living. But it’s been the thoughts of her darker hours; in the thick of night when she can’t sleep, when she hurts. It’s been something she worries about... will the city turn her into a monster? Someone she never wants or is supposed to be ( ... )
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But this? Cornering them all and forcing them to die? That's not the answer. More death is never the answer. It can't be.
His hands are shaking and he looks around, looks for the exists even though he can't actually use them. He takes in deep shaking breath and then remembers.
Cassie.He pushes through the crowd searching for her, finally spotting her in the midst of the chaos. One hand reaches out, clamping against her shoulder as he shoves his way through the crowd to get to her ( ... )
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She doesn't want to die. She doesn't want any of her friends to, either. She... she doesn't know what to do. She doesn't want to anyone to die. It can't be the end. It just can't.
Cassie takes in a breath, forcing air into her lungs. She finally looks at Spencer, her mouth open in shock. She doesn't know what to say either. She just stands there staring at him until she manages to find the words her mind's still screaming.
"I don't want to die," she squeaks, "Not yet, I... There's... I'm not ready yet,"
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"I'll be with you," he says instead. "I'll stay right here and whatever happens we can...we can see through it together, okay? " He takes her hand, squeezing it tightly.
"I'll be right here."'
God,, he doesn't want to die either. There's so much panic racing through his mind. He doens't want to die, he doesn't want to see all of these people die but it's not his decision to make.
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She nods her head, still trying to stay calm, "Okay... Okay," she turns her head briefly to look at the screen. Oh god, not Robin. Please not Robin. "Oh God, this is..." She's gripping onto his hand probably painfully tight. "I'm so glad... I ever met you,"
"This can't be it..." she utters with a shake of her head. She feels dizzy inside and it's not the alcohol. She still has so much to do, she still wants to go home. She wants to see her parents again. Kiss her mother and father and hug her little brothers as if it would be the last thing she'd ever do. And what about Iris and Saul? She won't get the chance to say goodbye. It's not fairThere's tears streaming down her face, "It's not supposed be like this, Spence. It's not supposed to end this way, this isn't right. It's.. there's still so many things to ( ... )
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He takes in a deep breath. "I want you to do what I do. I want you to breath, count to five and breath out. You ahve to do that for me, Cassie. You have to breath."
He's saying this as much for himself as he is for her. His thoughts are racing, his heart pounding and his mind screaming that he doesn't want to die but panic won't help.
"Tell me about the festivals again." He says suddenly. "Tell me about what they're like. How much fun you had at them."
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Fuck lying to her, he didn't care anymore. The panic drive that away.
"We'll be okay," he murmurs against her. "We'll be okay, I just need you to keep calm. I need you to breath. It's really important that you don't start hyperventilating,, okay?"
He's doing a pretty good job at not doing it himself but that's because there's a small part of him,, a small quiet part that doesn't think he would mind if it went off. He's not suicidal, of course not, but if it did go off,,,,, it would solve a lot of his problems...
He shakes his head and holds onto Cassie a little tighter. "We'll be okay," he says again, stroking her hair. "We'll be okay...."
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Cassie could never think that. No matter how bad things have been for her. Not after Kaden hurting her, or nearly dying when Ianto strangled her. No matter how much she missed her family and no matter how unlikely it would be for her to go get back to them.
She wants to live, she wants to get through it and prove it all wrong. That Chicago can't destroy her, that she'll live in this god awful city and no matter how many problems - she'd get through it.
She clings onto him tightly and lets out an almighty sob, her shoulders shudder, "I still have to take you," she howls, "And we can dance silly and not care and I.. I don't want this to be it. Not yet," She shakes her head, "We need more time, I don't know when..."
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Maybe if Spencer had come froma different point in his time he would feel the same but he thought he was going to die, he was in the middle of digging his own grave, he was sure that death was near. Instead he got another chance, another life in this strange city.
He was never sure if he was grateful for that or not.
"I know," he says again. "I know we do." And he continues to hold her because he doesn't know what else to say, what else to do. Their fates weren't in their hands. The most he could do is maybe try and shield her when the bombs exploded but depending on where they were in the building,, it probably wouldn't make a difference anyway.
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But she doesn't know how long she can hold it off. Spencer's helping her keep it away, but she's just waiting. Waiting to die, waiting for the decision to be made. She knows that either way, some part of her will die tonight. It's either she dies, or - more likely - Robin pushes that button and her heart dies. She'll lose him instead.
Cassie doesn't want him to go, he taught her so many things. Things that she has to keep remembering. To stop saying sorry all the time, to be a stronger person. No never lose hope. Slowly, she turns her head toward the screens as she hears Robin speak. The first words she thinks is Oh, God. Rachel.... She never got the chance to meet her, to tell her how much she loved her speech, how inspiring it was. To hug her and let her know how glad she ( ... )
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And yet it doesn't matter becuase he knows what happens next.
Robin pushes the button and everything falls into slow motion. The explosion, Cassie falling to her knees, it all happens with this strange slowness to it.
he falls to his knees next to her, wrapping his arms around her again. He doesn't say anything,, just holds her tight and doesn't let her go. After this, after everything is said and done, he's going to go lock himself in his room for a while but for now, he's going to stya here, going to stay with Cassie and try and be what she needs. SHe deserves that, Robin deserves it. Rachel deserves it.
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And she just can't face that.
Staying alive doesn't feel like a good thing in this moment. She can't appreciate that right now. All of this can't be real, it can't be. And she feels Spencer holding onto her, but her brain can't process it. She can't feel anything. "No," can be heard through her grief, she's never cried more fiercely in all her life. "No, no, no, no! It can't. I can't, what do I... No, this isn't fair. I can't,"
Cassie struggles against the tight hold, she doesn't mean to - she doesn't even know why. She doesn't know what she's doing. She's defiant, she doesn't want to accept that Robin's gone. She's never been through this before and she doesn't know how to ( ... )
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Spencer hasn't known what to do sicne he arrived in Chicago. he's been sumbling in the dark and trying to get things right, failing and trying all over again. He can't just tell her that though, she needs something else, something better.
"We'll figure it out," he tries. "I don't know right now, Cassie but we'll figure it out together, okay? You're not going to go through this alone, I promise you. He's gone but...but I'm still here and right now I'm not going anywhere."
He knows he's not a replacement for the man she lst but he can try. he can attempt to be a friend and a comfort and whatever she needs until she can think again, until the world falls into a lighter focus and it's not crashing all around her.'
He hopes anyway.
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"Okay," She's trying to get the words to register, but it's not working. She's numb. She tries a smile, but it feels like it's going to shatter her face and it slips. ".. I don't want you to go. I don't want to lose anyone else," she whispers and shakes her head. "I hate this city, I hate being here. But people like you, like him keep me here. I can't lose--"
And then some trickle of realization sinks in. She bows her head and says in a very calm and quiet voice, "He's gone,"
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