[Thread] This is not my Happy Place.

[little_wing003]

Characters: OU: Tim Drake/Robin, OU: Cissie King-Jones
Where: Outside the School
When: Beginning of Modplot Stage 3
Summary: Tim and Cissie are freaked out by their new power situations.
Warnings: Possible profanity.

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[notarrowette]

Cissie had somehow managed to make it to the side of the building, and was leaning with her back pressed against it. She could at least be sure of what was happening behind her this way. She knew someone was coming--she had no idea how she knew, but she could almost feel them approaching. She couldn't see anything. The darkness was absolute, no matter how hard she strained her eyes. It reminded her of--no. She couldn't go there. Not now.

When she heard Tim's voice, she almost cried in relief. "Tim?"

[little_wing003]

"Hey," he said, crossing the remaining distance between them and gripping her hand. He tugged her toward him gently to pull her into a hug. "Can you tell me what happened?"

[notarrowette]

She held onto him tightly, taking deep breaths to try and steady herself. "I don't know," she said, squeezing her eyes shut. If she closed them, she could pretend, for the moment, that that was why she couldn't see. "I was just walking and--did you see? What happened with the Entropi? It was--and then it just went dark and I couldn't--I can't see, Tim."

[little_wing003]

He nodded. "Yeah, I saw what happened." He hugged her even more tightly. "I'm sorry, Cissie. I have... no idea what's going on. As nearly as I can tell... it looks like a power-swap kind of thing. it looked a little like... balls of energy being knocked out of people and onto others. I don't have any way to explain it."

[notarrowette]

She pressed her face into his shoulder. "Did something happen to you, too?"

[little_wing003]

Tim frowned a little, and kissed the top of her head. "Yes--it's not important." Not when Cissie is this freaked out.

[notarrowette]

"What happened?" she asked, tensing.

[little_wing003]

He frowned deeply. "My training. It's like it never happened. I can remember all of it, but my body... It doesn't. I don't know what I got in return--if I got anything."

[notarrowette]

Cissie shivered involuntarily, frowning. "I don't--like this," she mumbled, her voice low and shaky. "Are you okay? Other than that? You're not hurt or anything?" She couldn't even see if he was telling the truth...

[little_wing003]

"I'm fine," he said quietly, stroking her hair with gentle fingers. "Not hurt. You?"

[notarrowette]

She nodded against him, beginning to breathe a bit easier. "Yeah." She hesitated and said, "I think so."

[little_wing003]

Tim pulled back a little to inspect her face more closely, looking for the lie. "Are you sure?"

[notarrowette]

"I think so," she repeated, biting her lip, her face twisting a bit in despair. "But I--I can't tell." Miserably, she admitted, "I fell. When it happened, I tripped and--but I think I'm okay."

[little_wing003]

"You tripped and fell, okay." Tim pulled back a little more so that he could see her from head to toe. "I'm still right here, but I want you to show me where you landed when you fell. Does anything still hurt?"

[notarrowette]

Cissie reached out involuntarily, brushing her fingertips against his shirt. It wasn't that she didn't believe him, but she needed to know he was there. She nodded and took a deep breath. "I'm okay. I landed on my hands and knees. I don't really hurt--my right knee is a little sore, maybe," she admitted.

She hated not being able to see, and while she didn't really hurt, she knew there was a chance there might be something Tim could see that she didn't know about. So she turned her hands over, palms up. She sighed and added dejectedly, "And my hands kind of sting."

[little_wing003]

Tim inspected her palms, frowning a little. "It looks like you got some scrapes..." he said, brushing his fingers lightly over the abraded skin. "Your knee is probably just as bad..." his voice trailed off, and he looked at her palms more closely. "What the--"