See how far we've fallen

Apr 16, 2008 21:23

It's funny, how sometimes the healing process can run in a somewhat similar time frame with different people.

Funny, how, now that the elevator's been fixed, both Martha and Becky made use of it.

Becky's back, though. Probably no one would've guessed that she left, given her current mental state. Except that no one really knows her mental state ( Read more... )

luke roberts, desmond descant, becky trapper

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nothingsodivine April 17 2008, 01:41:02 UTC
Des's intentions for tonight include the following: Sit in the common room and wait until the Doctor and Martha show up and then talk to them... Or hug them... Or something. Anything involving just the three of them. He needs it.

He was on his way to the common room when he catches sight of Becky and instantly his plan changes courses. "Becks?" He says, walking over to her cautiously. "You okay? ...Did you go out?"

He's staring at the coat more than anything- mostly because he's forcing himself to avoid her eyes since he knows she's not trying anymore.

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worseforfears April 17 2008, 02:00:56 UTC
Becky crosses her arms over her chest, a little bit like a shield between them. Which is, y'know, odd in and of itself, because it's Des.

"Couldn't breathe, down here," she says. Which is true. It's just not, y'know, all the story.

She was tempted to out-and-out lie, just for the pain of it, but thought better of it. If she lied and he caught on, he'd press her for information on where she'd been. What she'd done.

She's not going to meet his eyes just now, but for a different reason than she used to.

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nothingsodivine April 17 2008, 02:08:59 UTC
"Oh right, because it's so suffocating down here, right?"

Well, it is, although the sarcasm in his voice states that he firmly believes that there really is more to the story. This scenario has the potential to become rather like a little sister getting caught sneaking back into her house after curfew by her big brother... Except breakier.

"Becky?" he says, slowly, desperately, because he's not going to ask her a question that her first impulse would be to tell a lie to unless he absolutely has to. He's just going to give her a chance to talk to him, because... It's him. Des. He can handle most things. Really.

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worseforfears April 17 2008, 02:24:44 UTC
This is something she doesn't want anyone handling. She doesn't want them to know.

Annie will probably know. Well, that something's going on, at least. Becky's not going to tell her, and she probably won't really ask. But Becky doesn't want to deal with anyone else knowing.

She doesn't want to admit what she did. And she doesn't want to admit that she... actually kind of liked it.

"I'm fine." Fine as in unharmed. Fine as in she's not going to collapse or anything. It's a matter of knowing what she means by her truths that aren't truths.

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calicoway April 17 2008, 02:35:08 UTC
Luke, who is wandering about in kitten form, happens to catch scent of her while he was playing with his tail doing kitten like things. He catches scent of her, and then the blood and he's sprinting after the scent to her, purring loudly, doing circles around her feet, and looking up at her head tilted as he does. Are you hurt?

Cause if so. He'll transform, pick her up, and carry her to the medical room. All while being completely naked.

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worseforfears April 17 2008, 02:56:28 UTC
Becky backs up a step or two, startled, trying not to trip over the kitten that is suddenly there.

Right. Luke. And he's a kitten, he'll be able to smell it... she can pass it off as just the one girl's, the one she held through it all, if he stays a kitten and can't ask questions.

"It's not mine," she says very quietly. "I was... I was working."

It's the best way of explaining it.

Her expression doesn't change, though. At all. Through any of it.

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calicoway April 17 2008, 03:04:58 UTC
Luke looks contemplative.

As contemplative as a kitten can look, really, but nods. For now. If it's not hers there's not pressing need for him to transform.

However, he's not going to just let her go, though (and thankfully not going to transform right here, because that would completely ruin the moment).

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worseforfears April 17 2008, 03:06:01 UTC
Becky crouches down and scratches under his chin for a moment.

"Thank you," she says softly, then stands and heads for her room.

There are some things she'll never be able to admit to him. This is one of them.

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