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deflowers April 24 2010, 07:31:17 UTC
G...Gabriel...

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grey_of_heart April 24 2010, 17:23:25 UTC
[Still screaming, fingers digging into the back of his neck, this isn't real none of it is real he can hear himself why]

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deflowers April 25 2010, 03:12:28 UTC
[She wants to approach him, but she's still reeling with the shock.] H-hold on! Snap the fuck out of it!

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grey_of_heart April 25 2010, 03:32:23 UTC
[the screaming subsides to a low, constant mumbling]

mein Gott im Himmel, geheiligt werde dein Name...

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deflowers April 25 2010, 04:14:05 UTC
[She shoves him in the shoulder, finding it hard to be tender, just wanting him to snap out of it and confirm that it's him and not the drone.] Wake up!

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grey_of_heart April 26 2010, 14:25:30 UTC
[He falls backward into the grass, even though her shove wasn't quite enough to do it. Stares at her with wide eyes.]

[breathing]

... too awake.

[the following sound is either a chuckle or a cough.

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deflowers April 27 2010, 01:31:49 UTC
No.

[her eyes narrow.] Welcome back to the nightmare.

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grey_of_heart April 27 2010, 03:29:19 UTC
[Another cough-chuckle]

yeah.

[He seems to compose himself enough to NOT freak out at sudden movements...]

you okay?

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deflowers April 27 2010, 04:56:14 UTC
No. [she can't help but be brutally honest. she offers him a hand.] It's always shit here, all the time.

...But you're back.

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grey_of_heart April 27 2010, 17:36:59 UTC
Yeah.

[He takes it, and without warning gives her a hug.]

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deflowers April 27 2010, 18:09:24 UTC
[it takes her by surprise, but she does not push him away; after a moment her hands rise to hug him back] I'm so pissed off at you... idiot. [but her voice is soft.]

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grey_of_heart April 27 2010, 18:26:21 UTC
[He's changed, brittle. Weeping? Yeah.]

don't care.

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deflowers April 28 2010, 19:35:35 UTC
[she draws a shaky breath.] Good. You're gonna need that here.

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grey_of_heart April 29 2010, 14:05:20 UTC
I know. I remember that much.

[He withdraws. Looks lost, as much as anything else.]

[Opens his mouth as if he's going to say something, closes it, opens it again.]

I don't want to go back.

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