started as a flicker meant to be a flame

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Who:Havoc and Raiden
Where: Somewhere in Abyss
When: ...n-now?
Summary: The city erupts with the crazies, as usual, but unable to get a hold of his not!bffl, Raiden heads down to Abyss.
Rating: R, I guess? Just in case?

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[rainreborn]

Shit really started to hit the fan. When it rained, it poured. And all the other lovely little idioms that he could think it ever since he wasn't able to get a hold of Havoc on the phone. Raiden had decided to stay inside and completely hermit himself out -- trying to clean the last of the love sauce off of his body. Really, he could just feel it on his pores even if he knew that he took more than enough baths for it to be gone. Didn't make eating any easier either. His nose wrinkled slightly as though he smelled something rotten, but he supposed that he probably was. Traveling down into the Abyss wasn't ever pretty and given how crazy things seemed to be going, it wasn't going to be easy either

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It was too easy. When it came to Havoc, there was no such thing as a challenge on a battlefield, no opponent that could get close enough to oppose her; she had gunshot scars on her abdomen from one lucky sniper that mad managed to predict the pulls and currents of the wind at least somewhat accurately, enough to clip her side and throw her off before she killed him too-falling debris that hit her head, little things like that were the closest she had ever properly gotten to being in danger when she actually used her powers. It was why the military had felt little need to make sure she was in decent physical condition most of the time (because if you looked at her, she never had been, a wraith of a child and then a wraith of a woman her entire life) and why no one bothered to cover her in battle. Covering her meant death. Being near her meant death

[rainreborn]

"What the hell's the matter with you?" It was the only thing that he could think of saying at that time. Not the most intelligent or even getting to the heart of the matter. Of course, he was afraid of her -- who wouldn't be? But, she was also his friend. One of the few friends that he allowed himself to admit to having. Raiden rubbed his face as he tried to get the anxiety out of it and his own stance. Just what was wrong with her? She was acting like she didn't even know who he was. The look that she gave him wasn't one that he didn't quite recognize either. Fingers slightly trembling against his eyes and nose as they tried to get rid of his nervous energy, before finally just throwing them down at his sides

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“There’s nothing wrong with me.” She let her gaze linger on the man for a moment longer before taking the blanket in her hands and wrapping it around her shoulders, as she usually tended to wear it-more of a base reaction than anything else, cover up and keep warm, survival instincts (she couldn’t remember that she didn’t actually like the cold)-on days when she was herself, but the iciness in her eyes hadn’t lifted at when she turned to look at him again, pupils dully beginning to glow red once more. “I’m just tired of this place.” That was right-it was the reason she was doing this, after all, Abyss was disgusting and she was tired of the people in it, nothing more than that and nothing less, right? Because she didn’t hate them, didn’t like them, couldn’t feel anything towards these people that fled and screamed and died

[rainreborn]

"Yeah, you're just the picture of mental health, aren't you?" Of course, he meets whatever he's afraid with with sarcasm and scoffs. Raiden wasn't even sure if that was the right way to go about it, but it hadn't let him down now. At least, irrational rage hadn't started up. That would have just deteriorated the situation. Nice to know that he was being logical enough to realize that much. Maybe it was just that fear which he was trying to block out that was telling him to remain calm. Fear that was not completely about himself but about Havoc, too. "Who wouldn't be tired of this place? I'm surprised you even stayed here as long as you did

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Mental health- What was he saying? Of course she was fine, her mentality was fine- when had something ever been wrong with it? Her eyes narrowed at him again, but the expression was more half-hearted this time, a certain underlying of he’s just being the same idiot as always in it despite the slightly more guarded side to it, even if that unspoken understanding hadn’t totally reached her on a base level just yet; the words didn’t set her off, at least, and that was probably the best Raiden could hope for.

“...what?” Whatever had been displaying in her features up until that point though fell away at the mans offer, and Havoc just stared at him, clear disbelief and most importantly absolute clarity in her slightly-widened green eyes, devoid of any of the previous red in her pupils. The offer didn’t make any sense; she knew him for christ’s sake, and when had Raiden ever been the sort of person to want someone around him for such an indefinitely long period of time? Even back when they’d still been in the military base he’d been a

[rainreborn]

"About as much as the next guy, I would assume." Not seeing the red anymore, seeing something that was familiar, it put him a bit at ease. Didn't really do much since he still felt on edge and every bit of his stance (despite continuing to try to appear nonchalant) was looking more like he was about ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble. Even if his mind kept saying that there wouldn't be anywhere to go. It was just an inherent desire to live, he supposed. Guess even he had some of them. He took another deep breath. Another before he started feeling just a little light-headed. Try to focus on what it was that he wanted to say instead of just saying anything

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It didn’t properly register at first that she’d fallen, just that she was a bit lower to the ground than she’d been previously, that she had a better way of not looking at this- person- and a potentially better chance at actually sorting things out in her head. So when she went down she just sat there, tugging the tattered blankets around her shoulders closer to her thin frame and staring at the dirt beneath her. This man didn’t make any sense, not even close to it, just a fraction of something completely off-base in the Abyss, but she hadn’t killed him yet, hadn’t even made a proper attempt even though he looked so ready for her to attack him. But why? From the corner of her eye Havoc peered up at him-sprinting over, now, like an idiot, like she wouldn’t kill him-and then immediately looked back down at her own hands

[rainreborn]

Raiden was the one who wanted to sit down. Sheesh. Even if he kept reassuring himself that she wouldn't kill him, there was a tiny part that said that she might. Isn't that why he was so scared a few seconds ago? Why was it that he was more than a little relieved to hear his own name. It released the knot that he felt in his chest. One that he didn't even realize was there, but now could find that he was breathing easier. Was that really all it took to ease his nerves? Maybe. Everything just felt like most of the storm had past. If he was allowed one more idiom

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Terra-- did he genuinely think anything like that could ever work? If anything it'd just be a way to buy time, a way to keep her out of the view of the public for awhile. Because as dangerous as she might really be (and even she wondered, sometimes, but didn't linger on the thoughts, because her mind was still not fully there and if she thought on anything but the current matter she worried the both of them would end up dead for it) Havoc knew that she didn't look it. This was a perfect opportunity to escape to an upper level

[rainreborn]

"If you keep talking like that, I might just shoot you out of spite." He wasn't even quite sure what it was he was saying. Yet again. Shooting her out of spite. What was he gonna do? Keep her body so that no one else could mess around with it. Raiden did warn her that if she died before him, he was going to dirty up her corpse. Something that he heard a long time ago. A promise that he heard a long time ago. He took it on as his own, even if he couldn't quite remember who it was that said it. "I don't need things told to me if it means that I have to give up a friend for it

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Five years ago when Havoc had left the Abyss for the first time, dragged away by the NeoGenesis military for their pointless wars and bloodbaths, she had made a decision; and that was to keep herself (and the boy she was looking after at the time) alive: Refusal to cooperate was a death sentence, and maybe if it had just been herself she would’ve been fine with that, but he’d still been very young then. Young and a good kid, and she hadn’t wanted him to die, couldn’t see a point in it. Even back then her will to survive had been circumvented by how much of a shithole the city was, and if it was just her she was fine with dying. But that boy could get out some day if he wanted to. She couldn’t see any point in Raiden dying, either

[rainreborn]

"Obviously, you don't." A side-glance as he shook his head in his sighing. He supposed that he could have just let everything be. There probably wasn't even a need to have come down, but he wanted to do so. That really was the main difference, wasn't it? Raiden allowed a bemused expression to grace his face as he just wasn't sure what to make of his own line of thinking. He wanted to save her 'cause she was one of his few friends. There was a wonder if they could change her hair, maybe actually put meat on her bones. Would she even look the same? Could she walk under the same sun as him