Word of the Day: Lapidary (Teen Titans, Robin+Melvin)
This is actually a small portion in a much bigger fic I'm planning.
Title: Oceans and Sapphires
Series: Teen Titans (animated)
Characters: Robin, Melvin
Genre: Family/Drama
Rating: K+
Summary: Like this, her eyes open and unseeing like finely cut cold sapphires, she looks dead; and his heart aches watching her.
It's his watch - the first since they found her in the Brotherhood's secret lab, tied to a million machines, seemingly asleep. He doesn't want to be here - surrounded by those same million machines (moved ever so gently and carefully section by section, never disconnecting) and settled next to her.
Cyborg and Raven have not been able to determine what has been done or why. They only know Melvin is not waking up and that at least one vid panel is wired to project whatever dreams she is seeing in suspended animation. Batman has screened the data feeds and has theorized that one or two of the super computers attached to her would give the ability to control her dreams through suggestion.
He fervently prays it isn't so. He doesn't want to think of what those bastards have made her see or experience, what nightmares they have conjured for her. It's bad enough he now knows she is suffering a mental crisis the likes psychologists the world over would balk at.
Swallowing, he finds the strength to study her face. Since Raven met with her through astral travel, her eyes have been open; and he wishes they had remained closed.
Like this, her eyes open and unseeing like finely cut cold sapphires, she looks dead; and his heart aches watching her.
He remembers her always as a smart-mouthed gangly thing - tall for her age, smarter than an adult, and eyes like an ever-changing ocean, expressive and turbulent and beautiful. She held a subtle innocence despite everything she had been through, regardless of the responsibilities thrust upon her thin shoulders for the sake of her brothers . . . . even as she grew up into the wonderfully level-headed, brilliant, happy young woman he knew her to be.
The girl before him is pale and still . . . lifeless.
He feels the lump in his throat expanding, the prickle of tears burning his eyes; and he rips off the mask to rub at them gently before stripping his gloves as well and taking up her hand. And though there are a million things he wants to say, he decides to hold them in his heart until she awakens.
Because though Cyborg and Raven both have expressed doubt they will ever find the solution to this mystery without further damaging her, Robin cannot accept anything less than Melvin's complete recovery.
He has promised Timmy and Teether and himself that she will return to them. And he always keeps his promises.
So, he presses the back of her hand to his lips, waits, and watches her eyes, hoping the sapphires will melt into the sea.
- Kysra
Title: Oceans and Sapphires
Series: Teen Titans (animated)
Characters: Robin, Melvin
Genre: Family/Drama
Rating: K+
Summary: Like this, her eyes open and unseeing like finely cut cold sapphires, she looks dead; and his heart aches watching her.
It's his watch - the first since they found her in the Brotherhood's secret lab, tied to a million machines, seemingly asleep. He doesn't want to be here - surrounded by those same million machines (moved ever so gently and carefully section by section, never disconnecting) and settled next to her.
Cyborg and Raven have not been able to determine what has been done or why. They only know Melvin is not waking up and that at least one vid panel is wired to project whatever dreams she is seeing in suspended animation. Batman has screened the data feeds and has theorized that one or two of the super computers attached to her would give the ability to control her dreams through suggestion.
He fervently prays it isn't so. He doesn't want to think of what those bastards have made her see or experience, what nightmares they have conjured for her. It's bad enough he now knows she is suffering a mental crisis the likes psychologists the world over would balk at.
Swallowing, he finds the strength to study her face. Since Raven met with her through astral travel, her eyes have been open; and he wishes they had remained closed.
Like this, her eyes open and unseeing like finely cut cold sapphires, she looks dead; and his heart aches watching her.
He remembers her always as a smart-mouthed gangly thing - tall for her age, smarter than an adult, and eyes like an ever-changing ocean, expressive and turbulent and beautiful. She held a subtle innocence despite everything she had been through, regardless of the responsibilities thrust upon her thin shoulders for the sake of her brothers . . . . even as she grew up into the wonderfully level-headed, brilliant, happy young woman he knew her to be.
The girl before him is pale and still . . . lifeless.
He feels the lump in his throat expanding, the prickle of tears burning his eyes; and he rips off the mask to rub at them gently before stripping his gloves as well and taking up her hand. And though there are a million things he wants to say, he decides to hold them in his heart until she awakens.
Because though Cyborg and Raven both have expressed doubt they will ever find the solution to this mystery without further damaging her, Robin cannot accept anything less than Melvin's complete recovery.
He has promised Timmy and Teether and himself that she will return to them. And he always keeps his promises.
So, he presses the back of her hand to his lips, waits, and watches her eyes, hoping the sapphires will melt into the sea.
- Kysra