Prompt Post Round 2

Jun 01, 2011 12:11

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Recycled: Part 12/?? liralera June 21 2011, 00:52:53 UTC
Rick dumped Craig over the side of the rail unceremoniously, Craig tried to grab on anything close, but was unsuccessful. He shut his eyes and screamed on the way down, but the rope immediately went taut not ten feet underneath of the rail. Craig was jostled slightly, but didn’t even suffer any neck injuries from the sudden stop. He cautiously opened his eyes to see if he was dead, but found that Rick had positioned the ropes around his shoulder blades and just above his knees, so he was sitting in a makeshift sling.

“Y’alright down there, sweetheart?” came Rick’s voice, sounding positively tickled with himself.

Craig sat sullenly in his sling for a moment before even moving a muscle. It was about to become a fact that he was going to kill that careless buffoon. There was some movement on the rope, so Craig looked up to make sure he wasn’t going to drop again. He saw Rick’s worried face over the edge of the rail.

“Don’t scare me like that!” he shouted when he saw Craig hanging from the rope sling as he should have.

Craig narrowed his eyes, “Afraid you’d killed me?” he taunted.

Rick was uncharacteristically silent for a moment, Craig took that moment to fill the silence, “Don’t worry, I’ll have my crack at you when you get down here, you fool!” he yelled, probably louder than necessary.

Rick shook his head, but disappeared back over the rail again. There was some more movement on the rope and suddenly Craig was moving down at a much slower pace. He quickly grabbed the lead to keep himself steady, and so he could look out at the vastness of the storage strait. He saw thousands and thousands of crates that were exactly like his. He hadn’t ever realized it, but his was much higher than any of the others. He wondered in passing if that had been on purpose, to make him feel more alone. He knew no one was out in those chambers, but the space was filled, at least. It didn’t feel so empty and vast…

Craig felt his feet touch the ground and sighed in relief. He wasn’t afraid of heights, surprisingly. Not when they didn’t involve falling to one’s death, of course. He got a solid footing and untangled the ropes from around himself. He looked up and heard some shouting, but he couldn’t understand what was said. He found himself wishing that Rick was alright, if only because he was the only way Craig could get back up to his room. Yeah, that was it; he definitely wasn’t strong enough to pull himself back up the rope. He wasn’t worried about Rick falling to his doom at all, not in the least.

Craig looked around and realized he was standing on top of one of the Relaxation Chambers. Presumably Rick’s, considering what he had said about being directly below Craig’s chamber. He peered over the edge cautiously and looked down, spotting the railing and the same testing lift tube that Craig used, just a level lower. He slowly turned around and saw they were pressed right up against the wall. It made Craig feel like GLaDOS had shoved them into the tiniest and most forgettable corner of the Storage Strait. He could see all the rooftops, but there was nothing but vast space above him, other than his own chamber.

He approached the wall and noticed there was a loose panel, clearly malfunctioning. He tried to look past it, but it was dark… A hand clapped on his shoulder and he made a muffled noise of surprise. He whipped around and Rick was there with his smug smile. Craig hadn’t even heard him come down the rope, the nerve of that…

“You found where I wanted to take ya,” Rick said, pulling the panel completely off of the wall, “C’mon, don’t worry, I’ll protect ya from the dark.”

Craig gave Rick a sardonic glare and ducked down so he could enter the passageway. It was indeed very dark, but the walls of the passage were close, giving Craig something to guide himself. Rick followed behind a respectful distance, something that surprised Craig. He was 98% sure this was going to end in some ridiculous and disgusting show of physical contact.

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