> Naptime

[cursedandalone]

[Red's managed to find a non-snow-covered place on the edge of the CMA for a nice lie-down. He's making full use of it, taking a good long nap. Long meaning about six hours.

He needs it, anyway. He's had several things on his mind lately, besides the normal angsty thoughts. Various things that have not gone as expected and various people he's met

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[scratchnforget]

[Holy sleeping doubles Batman! ...at least he's not in the snow this time. Except, it's still cold out, you know.

Well time to keep him company by wordlessly sitting next to him. RED will just wait patiently until he wakes up.]

[cursedandalone]

[Yep, no freezing for him today.

An hour later, without having moved at all, Red wakes up, slowly opening his eyes and blinking a couple times. Dang those thought-scattering unexpected naps!]

[scratchnforget]

Did you sleep well?

[He'll smile faintly. Despite it looking vaguely creepy but whatever.]

[cursedandalone]

[Nod, apparently. Though he probably looks about 50% more paranoid than the last time you saw him. Hey, he's met some people who were not-so-nice conversation partners.

Creepy has no effect on Red, at least?]

[scratchnforget]

[Oh, that catches his parental radar. RED used CONCERN.]

...are you okay?

[cursedandalone]

["Fine" still covers a couple small bruises and a scratch, right? Right!]

... M'fine... [Fine equaling "not hurt in any big way".]

[scratchnforget]

[RED is unconvinced by that, Red. He merely stares before reaching out to grasp one of Red's hand.]

It's been a while.

[cursedandalone]

[Nod.] ... Lost track of the days.

[scratchnforget]

What were you doing?

[Was he still trying to find the Difference?]

[cursedandalone]

... Trying to find it. [Yep, he is. But there's more...]

... Met a couple people, too... [And he's scared. Terrified.]

[scratchnforget]

[He nods. Normally if he heard that last phrase RED would have brushed it off. However this Red is different from other Reds. There might be people out to hurt him again.]

Who did you meet?

[cursedandalone]

... Girl. Girl like... Like me.

[So much fear. So, so much.]

... S'another now. Another Ghost.

[scratchnforget]

[The girl and another. The girl like Red. Like HIS Red. Like Red like Red like Red like Red like Red like Red like Red like Red.

He lips curl into a smile followed by a twisted, crazy gleam in his eyes.]

She doesn't matter. The more she suffers the better. Her and Ghost are perfect for each other.

[cursedandalone]

... Her Ghost wants to kill me. [And he doesn't want any Ghost to win. He's terrified because he knows the power of Ghost... And that, unless he's lucky enough that Ghost feels merciful when it happens, he won't be safe when her Ghost tries. He's terrified that Ghost will win. The people on the island are nice. They're good people. He doesn't want Ghost to win, not here.]

[scratchnforget]

I won't let him. Won't let him or her come near you.

[She existed outside of their world, like Red. Ghost was controlling and manipulative like Red. He hated that more than anything. He could never forgive his Red, or Ghost or that brainless girl. He would rather they writhe in pain, beg for mercy, feel hopeless, helpless, and useless.

Reaching over RED places a hand upon Red's shoulder.]

You're not alone. I'll protect you.

[cursedandalone]

[He's shaking a little, from fear. Ghost. Ghost is the one thing he will always fear.

As it is, he really needs that supporting hand now.