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Aug 14, 2009 00:51

It's been an absolutely fucking exhausting two days, and Mikal is pretty sure she falls asleep even faster the second night, even in the absence of a fucking Skrull battle during the day. All of it is still more than she can wrap her head around, and while at first, she'd just thought it might have been some fucking weird dream, she's been quickly ( Read more... )

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seekingmiracles August 14 2009, 06:04:55 UTC
I don't remember falling asleep. I've been running myself raged, making sure Mikal's being taken cared of, and I guess it's taking its toll. The vague panic hasn't left me, even in sleep, so even the slightest of movements starts pulling me out of my sleep. At first, I half expect hearing her voice in my groggy, half-asleep state is me starting to hear things.

When I realize that isn't the case, I practically jolt awake, eyes widening as I look at her. She's moving, and her eyes, though half-lidded, are open. After two days of her completely not responding, I almost don't know what to do.

"Mikal?" I ask, tentative, like I'm expecting this to be some kind of horrible dream. "You're - you're awake?"

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sink_nor_swim August 14 2009, 06:59:30 UTC
A response like that definitely isn't what Mikal had been expecting, though, come to that, she can't think of anything that would have been. Still, she pauses, brows furrowing a little as she falls silent, trying to make some sense of that.

"Um, yes?" she answers, obviously confused. Maybe she was right, and it really was all some dream, but that just doesn't make sense. "I wasn't?"

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seekingmiracles August 14 2009, 07:16:44 UTC
"Shit," I breath out, still reeling in shock, not even noticing she asked me a question. All I can really think to do is wrap my arms around her, pulling her close. The relief is honestly palpable - being faced with possibly losing her had been hell. "Shit. I was so worried."

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sink_nor_swim August 14 2009, 08:04:03 UTC
"I don't... I don't even know what happened," Mikal admits, though certainly doesn't protest to his pulling her closer. "I was in New York, I don't know how..." She trails off, though, shaking her head, too disoriented and simultaneously relieved to question it too much. For now, she's just weirdly grateful to be back.

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