Claire woke up in her room just like before, with little idea of how she actually got there. This time, though, she noticed something different about the room. There was another young woman, a blond, sleeping in a bed across from her. Before questioning that, though, she made sure to hide the items she'd gotten that night in her closet, shutting
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"I don't mind," she said honestly. Looking at him, fear and worry started to spread through her. He looked terrible, and his voice was weaker. "Renji, are you okay? What happened to you last night?"
She thought the nurses were bad, but it looked like he'd gotten something ten times worse.
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Too bad Brock spent a good portion of it just staring up at the ceiling, quietly terrified in the back of his mind that he would start PMSing. Naturally he knew that was ridiculous, but he distinctly remembered his wife - former wife, he amended - each month just going apeshit about her periods. And of course she had described it in graphic detail, as if he could possibly forget, saying how "I'm bleeding out my ass" and "you're lucky you're not me" when she was particularly cranky from cramps.
Brock was now scared he was about to become her.
Your fears are unfounded, Host, hissed the symbiote patiently. As I have repeatedly told you.
Still. He wasn't supposed to go through all this and if he was already getting the indigestion/cramps, he was convinced it could only get worse. His bond with his alien Other told him that it really wouldn't, but it was hard to dismiss what was apparently deep fears about turning into a woman and getting pregnant.
The symbiote wafted amusement in their shared mind. Our ( ... )
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He looked at Claire, shrugging his free shoulder. "I'm fine," he said. He probably would have said the same if he were missing half of his limbs. "We ran into something nasty. We managed to get the kids out okay. That's what's important." He shrugged again. He needed to keep an eye out for Kurosaki. He seemed to remember him being there, but he couldn't be certain of anything. He frowned at that thought.
Don't bury him until he's actually dead, he told himself, pushing aside the worry ( ... )
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Renji wasn't quite off the hook yet, though. He was trying to wave off his condition when he obviously looked like hell. "Nurses attacked me last night, but it didn't look like they could have done this to you. What happened?"
Just then, she noticed the blond girl from last night approach their section. "I remember," she said, smiling in welcome. "I'm Claire."
She looked over curiously at the other blond - a man - sitting near them. He looked pale and kind of stressed. "Looks like everyone had a rough night."
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Brock looked up.
There were a surprising number of people starting to collect in the pews and Brock wondered how many actually were religious and how many were just...there. He glanced at those around him. The redhead was looking like he'd been run through a grinder and then had his ass kicked, the two blonde girls looked highly illegal, there seemed to be another teenager glued to Red's shoulder and someone else had just joined them. Brock was very relieved that he could look at the teenagers and not feel anything in one way or another about them. Apparently his attractions were centered to a select few the symbiote felt any interest in.
"I'm Eddie Brock," Brock said. He left it at that for now, closing his eyes and keeping his hands together as he prayed.
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...Eddie?
"Uhm, excuse me," she said. She felt terrible for interrupting his prayer, but he'd been at it for a while and she was curious. "Eddie, from the bulletin board? You're the one from New York?" She hoped she was right on this.
Claire gasped when Renji told her what happened, leaning over to look at the slumbering boy. She'd been slammed into a wall in a very similar fashion, but she had her healing...this boy, though...she couldn't imagine the pain.
She turned to listen to Elena, getting more and more anxious. The nature of this place was starting to truly hit her. She felt way in over her head.
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"Yeah, I used to live in New York," Brock said, opening an eye and glancing aside at the blonde with the long hair - Claire, he supposed. "
He hadn't been paying too much attention to their conversation, but the part where they started going on about men with pyramids for heads had caught his attention. He was of the opinion that they were losing their minds, but decided that he was in some fucking bizarre mutant crazy house and that would answer all his questions.
A sigh. He wasn't going to get much done if he kept unconsciously eavesdropping on these people. At least he wasn't looking at them and thinking how absolutely ( ... )
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He glanced at Claire for a moment, and reached out to touch her arm. "Trust your friends to guard your back as they trust you to guard theirs. Understand that death, pain, and life are all the same thing. Overcome your fears with your will, and they will become your strength." He smiled. "When we stand resolved, together, there is no chance of defeat."
That said - coherently, he hoped, but his head just hurt - he turned his attention back to Eddie.
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