Re: Shifting colors.kirktasticOctober 2 2009, 12:47:00 UTC
Together, only together, could they make it. Supporting each other, each lost in his own fantasy-dream brought around by their body's way of dealing with something more then it could handle. The common thread of protect-save-hope was all that kept them moving despite the fact that their bodies said otherwise.
Scared? That false bravado came into play in his voice. Hey, don't be scared. You got me and I got you, we can fucking do anything. It was almost instinct just to play up on such a thing, to keep them both calm. There was so much blood, fresh and hot covering Bones, drying and brown-black covering Kirk flecked in red as tattoos broke open again.
Just keep moving. Need to find... find... What did they have to find? Something safe... It took forever to actually think of it. Shuttle. Where the thought came from he wasn't sure, because he was utterly lost. Bones seemed to know where he was going... came... must...
They came around a corner, and he almost stumbled straight into someone. No blue-gold-red, so instinct took over.
Kirk put himself in front of Ayel, still half holding himself up, but very obviously ready to protect the other from the figure in black that had found him.
Bones, I'm sorry. Sorry... Love you. Get ready to run, baby. Don't stop, no matter what you hear. The thoughts came more clear then any previous one as adrenaline, what little his body could give now, pumped. Fucking live or I won't forgive you!
Scared? That false bravado came into play in his voice. Hey, don't be scared. You got me and I got you, we can fucking do anything. It was almost instinct just to play up on such a thing, to keep them both calm. There was so much blood, fresh and hot covering Bones, drying and brown-black covering Kirk flecked in red as tattoos broke open again.
Just keep moving. Need to find... find... What did they have to find? Something safe... It took forever to actually think of it. Shuttle. Where the thought came from he wasn't sure, because he was utterly lost. Bones seemed to know where he was going... came... must...
They came around a corner, and he almost stumbled straight into someone. No blue-gold-red, so instinct took over.
Kirk put himself in front of Ayel, still half holding himself up, but very obviously ready to protect the other from the figure in black that had found him.
Bones, I'm sorry. Sorry... Love you. Get ready to run, baby. Don't stop, no matter what you hear. The thoughts came more clear then any previous one as adrenaline, what little his body could give now, pumped. Fucking live or I won't forgive you!
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