Comments | pyretogenic: Even Warren would do subtle... or dramatic and real. [Lizbit]

pyretogenic

Even Warren would do subtle... or dramatic and real. [Lizbit]

Sep 29, 2006 23:41

He left the call on voicemail, smiling as he waited for it to answer with her voice. The moment it did, his whole demeanor seemed to change. Leaning into his cellphone, he cupped his hand around it, hiw voice suddenly breathy and rough as if he'd been running ( Read more... )

lil'bit, pod, hunting

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shesgoingplaces September 30 2006, 04:49:10 UTC

Lizbet's first instinct is to pinpoint, but that would look suspicious to someone who didn't know about the nexus and it's technology, so she drives. She's not quite dumb enough to have left her taser behind, so she's gripping it as she pokes her head into the shed. "Warren? It's Lizbet--"

pyretogenic September 30 2006, 04:52:52 UTC

He heard the car approaching, not sure it was hers but he curled up in a dark corner, legs drawn up to his chest.

When she came through the door, he leapt up, a piece of wood in his hands. "NO! I won... LIZBIT!"

Gasping to take a breath, eyes wide. For a moment he still stood with the wood up but then he let it fall from his hands, ignoring as it glanced off his head and fell with a clatter to the floor.

"You aren't... You haven't taken the pills, have you? I don't wanna take them anymore, Lil'bit. I don't wanna 'em.' He was teary again, sniffling from the balm he'd put under his eyes to make them water. "I don't wanna be like that."

shesgoingplaces September 30 2006, 04:54:35 UTC

"It's just me, it's okay--" she frowns slightly when he says pills, but dismisses it after a second. "No, I haven't taken any pills...come on, let's just get out of here. We can talk about this somewhere--" a little less isolated? "--better lit," she finishes lamely.

pyretogenic September 30 2006, 05:03:05 UTC

He takes a step closer, so hesitant and unsure. "My... My Mom made me take them, Lil'bit. Dragged me t-to this doctor and told him... I came home from Henry's all drunk and he was acting weird and...'

He shook his head, stumbling and crashing down hard on one knee. "He wouldn't let me go and Mom said I had to do what he said and then... Then they gave me a shot and she was forcing me to take pills. She told me she called Jason's Mom and told her he was staying at our house and..."

Staring up at her from his knees, tears streaking his face. "Don't let her do it again. It was like... like I could see myself but I couldn't stop myself. Please. Help me?"

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