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Who: Harry Mason, Lisa Garland
Where Lisa's room.
When: Event
Rating: PG-13
Summary: In spite of the pain, Harry pushes on forward to find her. Find Lisa.
the Story: ( comforting sounds you make )
Where Lisa's room.
When: Event
Rating: PG-13
Summary: In spite of the pain, Harry pushes on forward to find her. Find Lisa.
the Story: ( comforting sounds you make )
It's been over a year since she was actually there herself, but the memory was still vivid in her mind. And this was only another reminder, after being in a similar place with Roxas not so long ago. Did this place hate her so much, that it never wanted her to forget?
Since it began, Lisa's holed up in her room, curled up and shaking. And in pain. For reasons she didn't know, she was in pain in this bloody and rusty place. Everyone else was hurting too... She wanted to go find them, but.
She didn't want to remember this anymore.
It was too much. This pain. This memory. And the heavy weight of her heart in her chest, silently crying out for help. Crying out for somebody...
"Lisa... Lisa?"
"Harry...?" She looks up, eyes wide and wanting to hope. "Harry!"
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There. She's there. Thank goodness. Harry shudders against the pain, closing his eyes for a moment, nodding to himself. That's good.
He edges along towards her room.
"Just... hang in there-- I'm coming!"
Eventually, he makes it, breathing a sigh of relief. His hand reaches out, wrapping around the handle of the door.
Locked.
He bites his lower lip, pressing his forehead against the door.
Is this it? He's stuck out here, blocked from her again? All this way, just to...
Hell with that.
Harry gives a frustrated yell and swings the hammer brutally; oh, he still hurts. It's an immense pain, but he's determined. He swings it against the door, again and again, until the lock gives way and the door swings open.
There.
Harry drops the hammer and stumbles in, but falls to his knees, flinching.
"Damn," he mutters under his breath, trembling.
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She gives a small yelp when she hears Harry smashing the lock on the door. Her mouth forms his name, but her voice was all caught up in her throat as the sound of impact on the door makes her flinch. Was he really trying to-?
Unsteadily, she gets to her feet (though wobbles here and there as pain shoots up from underneath her soles), clinging to the nearby wall with shaky fingers as the door finally gives in.
Sees him stumble in.
Lisa doesn't say anything, just rushes to his side (as well as she can "rush", at least) and drapes her arms that felt so heavy to her around him.
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When he feels her arms around him, he sits up best he can to pull her close; there's nothing strong about his grip, but he's trying to keep her near. He can't make the pain go away, but.
Hell, at least he can be here.
"Hey," Harry says, as if to greet her; his voice is shaky, but ... somewhat relieved, at least, to see her.
It hurts. It's getting unbearable, but he reaches up to at least comb his fingers through her hair once.
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"What's going on?" She asks in a low voice. "Why is this happening?"
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