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I didn't know you could stop being a god...

Mar 19, 2009 13:31

Delirium rarely dreamed but when she did the dreams were vivid and colourful. Cannibal balloon men tearing each other apart and feasting on long balloon intestines filled with cotton candy. A woman standing at the edge of a cliff before falling into a sea of red horses. A child dressed in a purple playsuit with a television aerial sticking out of ( Read more... )

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black_harry March 19 2009, 15:00:55 UTC

Man has to eat, and that was the thing that brought Harry to breakfast every morning. He rarely skipped breakfast, regardless of the time he woke up. He could just as easily stow away a fry-up in the limo, on his way to a business associate at a very early morning hour, as he could stay in bed late until a continental breakfast was brought to him. Breakfast was essential for a good work-day, or in fact any day, no matter how dull.

On his way to the kitchen he found the woman that should have been inside making it next to a tree, clearly distressed and chained to a book.

Chained to a book?

“What happened to you?” he asked bluntly.

endlessdel March 19 2009, 15:12:45 UTC

Delirium couldn't carry the book. She'd tried, it was too heavy and too big. She'd gotten as far as the outside before she'd had to stop because she was tired. The book was the size of her torso and it was heavy. The book of Destiny was a heavy burden. It wasn't supposed to be her burden.

"it SHouLdN't bE HerE, it shOULDn't. hE CAN't giVE it AWAY, HE caN't takE it off... it shoULDn't be HERe." Delirium said trying to slip her slender wrists out. It'd give eventually with some lubricant but she didn't have that now. Now she was panicked and not thinking. "gET it oFF me. iT's not minE. iT CAN't be mine."

black_harry March 19 2009, 15:28:30 UTC

She was living up to her name, her voice, her eyes mad. It usually distressed Harry more than he would ever let on. But now, instead of a predatory smirk on her face, she seemed more scared than anything. That made him feel almost sorry for her.

Harry knew mad fits, he knew them better than he would have liked to. Dayton in hospital, Barkin' Bob in prison, Joe Meek in his apartment. He knew all about mad fits.

He kept his hands open and visible he approached her. "All right, all right," he said calmly. "Calm down. We'll get it off you."

endlessdel March 19 2009, 18:38:41 UTC

"PLease, pLease get it OFF. Get it OFF me, iT's not riGht... it'S SO wrONG." Delirium said rocking back and forth touching her stomach with her free hand protectively. It shouldn't be here. She wasn't supposed to have it, it was Destiny's mantle and responsibility. Not hers. Never hers. "i'M Not thE OLDest. iT's NOT mine."

black_harry March 19 2009, 22:26:36 UTC

"And you won't have to keep it. It's just a chain," Harry said, in the quietest manner he could manage, which - all things considered - was quite quiet. "We'll get you untied."

He didn't know what the book was about, why it would be chained to her and why it would upset her as much as it did, but now was not the time to ask. He wondered instead if he could pick the lock or break the chains, or at least get the book out of the picture. "Will you let me look?" he asked.

endlessdel March 20 2009, 21:42:46 UTC

She couldn't give it away. She didn't think there was anyone on the island that she could trust this with. It was her brother's book; the big book, the book of everything, the book containing the universe, the book of Destiny. She wasn't supposed to have it and neither was anyone else. It was his and his alone.

"yOU doN't uNDerstaND, yoU CAN't." Delirium said, though she stopped struggling. She held her hand out with the chain on it. It would be a tight squeeze to get her hand out but it could be done.

black_harry March 20 2009, 22:38:10 UTC

Harry took her hand carefully and looked at the chain. "I think you can get your hand out if. Might be a squeeze. We could soak your hand in cold water," he offered, though he doubted she'd want to move; she was in panick.

endlessdel March 25 2009, 11:27:43 UTC

Delirium looked at him curiously, hopefully and held her hand out for him.

"gET it OFF mE, pLEase?" Delirium asked, still panicked and scared but he could help. She needed that. She need it off her.

black_harry March 25 2009, 12:59:32 UTC

Harry only nodded in response, knowing there was little he could say and more that he could do, and took her hand, squeezing it as cautious as his large hands could, bringing her thumb to her palm and attempting to squeeze it out of the chain. Her hand was slender enough, but the shackle was tight. He took her wrist like it was porcelain and pushed the shackle.

After a few moments and eventually with some more force than he had anticipated, her hand came out of it. "There," he said finally. "Gone."

endlessdel April 5 2009, 09:13:58 UTC

She was going to bruise, purples and blacks and greens and yellows but it was okay now because she was free. She wasn't chained to the book anymore. She didn't have to be big brother. She didn't have to be Destiny. She could be Del and a mummy and that was it. She didn't need to be anything else.

"S'nOT Gone, stiLL THere but nOW m'fREE. Free. LiKE a BUTTERFLy. iT SHouLdn't be HerE THouGH EVeN if it'S not chaiNED TO ME, it shOULDN't be hERe." Delirium said still looking at it nervously before she covered it in the cardigan she'd worn with her pyjamas to bed last night. There now she didn't have to look at it. Even if she could feel it looking at her. "eVerYTHing's aLL WroNG now."

black_harry April 6 2009, 18:55:01 UTC

Harry knew the extent to which a body could be strained and beaten without bruising it, or willfully bruising it, and in his mind he had been careful. He didn't expect her to bruise, but then again his hands weren't exactly used to handle fragile woman's skin.

He also knew not to try to make a mad fit sane, but to go along with it. "What can we do to make it right again?" he asked.

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