Ninteenth Drift

[driftingpersona]

*Julius is unconscious, again. But this time he doesn't have a smirk on his face, he doesn't look like he's alseep and he doesn't look strong at all. His small frame is wrought with bruises, his arms burnt and his lower face covered with blood that no doubt came out of his mouth. He is barely breathing and his heart rate is slow. He is only

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[infinitehistory]

[The door slammed open with alarming, immediacy!]

[Ohh man, is Alex is pissed again or something?]

[driftingpersona]

*Julius is barely moving. He is breathing slowly but steadily, though he's still on life support as machines work hard regenerating him. The only thing showing he is even aware of her is his eyes, the one she can see moves ever so slightly, following Alex' movements.*

[infinitehistory]

I can't believe that nurse tried to tell me I can't see you! You're my spouse, damn it! 'Not a real marriage.' That doesn't matter damn it... [Grumble grumble, siiigh]

[She pulls out a chair and sits down next to him.]

[driftingpersona]

*He continues to look at her with one eye. His voice is almost a whisper.*

I really did it to myself this time didn't I?

[infinitehistory]

... I thought I told you to take better care of yourself, you idiot.

I thought you'd do it, too.

... that, this... it's unlike you.

[driftingpersona]

*He sighs slowly.*

I... did what I could.

[infinitehistory]

... Don't get me wrong, I'm... proud of you...

[She seems to trail off before she can add a 'but']

[driftingpersona]

This time... there was nothing I could do. Everyone else was fighting and I couldn't. Nothing I did mattered. Then I remembered what we were there for, I guess everyone else forgot in the fight. And I realized that was what I could do. So I did it.

*His voice is soft and weak but firm. Its hard to tell what he really thinks about it all, or even if he knows what he thinks.*

[infinitehistory]

It's over, right? No more crazy family bullshit now, right?

You don't have some evil twin brother who you'll fight until you're half dead, do you?

[driftingpersona]

I certainly hope so. Last thing I need is my Shadow Mirror counterpart to show up.

[infinitehistory]

Yeah.

... so.

... how are you taking it?

[driftingpersona]

Huh... I'm... I don't know. I mean he hasn't ever really been a father to me.

[infinitehistory]

Does that make it easier?

[driftingpersona]

I'm not sure it was ever hard to tell you the truth. I feel more responsible for what happened to those hostages than what happened to my father. He wrought what he sowed.

[infinitehistory]

... that's not your fault, and, if you feel bad about that, you ought to remember what you did do for them... it's more than enough atonement.

[driftingpersona]

Yeah I know. I just feel like everything has been spiraling out of control. Like I have no control over my own life. I don't really know what to think now. The GDF is so big now, I think it's losing the ability to see the littler picture. And as such losing the ability to see what's really important a lot of the time to.