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{OOM: Meeting you with a view to a kill,
Face to faces, secret places, feel the chill.
Spoilers for 1x06, Chuck vs the Sandworm.}
At some point, Chuck entered the bar. The narration is kindly tiptoeing past the manner and emotional state, because- as in many things, such as Ea- the method doesn't matter as much as the result.
And the result is that Chuck is curled up in a chair near the fire, staring very hard at the firefish and counting his breaths (432, and on the longish, deep side. He lost count a couple times). He has a large, fluffy pillow which he is clutching in wanton disregard of his street cred, because it aids him in his task considerably.
(The task being necessary to convince his body it can stop shaking now and to push past the crushing guilt and the ongoing tirade in his head that sounds a lot like stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid.)
Tiny (slightly) traumatized tag: Chuck Bartowski
Face to faces, secret places, feel the chill.
Spoilers for 1x06, Chuck vs the Sandworm.}
At some point, Chuck entered the bar. The narration is kindly tiptoeing past the manner and emotional state, because- as in many things, such as Ea- the method doesn't matter as much as the result.
And the result is that Chuck is curled up in a chair near the fire, staring very hard at the firefish and counting his breaths (432, and on the longish, deep side. He lost count a couple times). He has a large, fluffy pillow which he is clutching in wanton disregard of his street cred, because it aids him in his task considerably.
(The task being necessary to convince his body it can stop shaking now and to push past the crushing guilt and the ongoing tirade in his head that sounds a lot like stupidstupidstupidstupidstupidstupid.)
Tiny (slightly) traumatized tag: Chuck Bartowski