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Jun 25, 2009 22:15

Yorick isn't feeling so hot. In fact, he's feeling downright shittyAfter John walked him to the Compound he showered and tried to eat a little, but his throat felt too raw, head too groggy. He ended up crashing at the Compound, and when he gets up this morning he feels like he's something out of a Romero film ( Read more... )

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brookesmart June 26 2009, 02:47:29 UTC

It's a damn miracle Brooke doesn't die tripping over him. She really shouldn't be pissed - the basket of banana bread Priestly's carrying is meant for Yorick, and with him right here they don't have to walk all the way to his hut in BFE to give it to him, but tell that to the elbow she's skinned catching herself against the open doorframe.

"Yorick!" she shrieks. "What the hell!"

brookesmart June 26 2009, 17:19:25 UTC

Brooke marches back, taking the basket with a furious swipe of her hand. She wants to tell Yorick to wipe that stupid smile off his face, but there's a long walk ahead of them. Better to get him tucked securely beneath the sheets before she tears him a new asshole.

Actually...Brooke doesn't know if she can wait that long. "Let's go to my place," she says in a tone that promises dangerous things if met with argument. "It's closer."

ilovemykilt June 26 2009, 17:23:55 UTC

"Oh thank god," says Priestly, because Christ Yorick's ass really is that heavy. "Yorick, if you puke on me on the way there I swear to god I'm dropping you and leaving you where you lie."

alas_yorick June 26 2009, 23:53:05 UTC

"Hmph," Yorick says, but he hasn't got much in him and closes his eyes, trying to get rid of the dizzy feeling.

brookesmart June 27 2009, 00:29:51 UTC

Brooke half marches, half stalks the rest of the way to her hut, sweeping in ahead of them to make sure the bed is ready for him. The sheets are a day old, but they'll have to do, and she busies her trembling fingers with pulling them back while Priestly gets Yorick up the steps.

ilovemykilt June 27 2009, 00:36:44 UTC

"You're lucky we came here," Priestly's saying as he carries him inside, grunting all the way. "I would've been dragging you before long. All right, get into that bed and then we're gonna talk."

He's pretty sure this isn't the kind of talking that Brooke had been encouraging, but unlike that one this talk is actually going to happen.

alas_yorick June 27 2009, 00:42:40 UTC

Yorick toes his shoes off and snuggles into the bed. It feels incredibly good, soft and warm and sweet smelling.

"Talk?" he mumbles. "I thought sick people got soup." He looks at both of them, and it's kind of scary. "Where's my soup?"

brookesmart June 27 2009, 02:50:37 UTC

"We'll get you soup," says Brooke, pressing a glass of water into his hand instead. Her eyes and cheeks are hot enough that Brooke can't tell if she's crying yet, but either way the tears are on their way.

She sits on the end of the bed, well away from Yorick. "What happened."

ilovemykilt June 27 2009, 04:41:26 UTC

Priestly figures they both need a little comforting, and isn't sure which one to go to first. "Just, uh, start at the beginning. Because this whole thing sounds all kinds of fucked up and we're going to want to get it all."

alas_yorick June 27 2009, 04:52:07 UTC

Yorick takes the water and tries to drink some, but his throat is so scratchy and uncomfortably it just makes it feel worse. He puts it aside and groans.

"I was doing my Amazing Yorick routine with the waterfall. Um, there was kind of no one else with me. And I'd done it too many times, so I was tired." He sneezes. "I fell weird into the water and accidentally swallowed a bunch. But John pulled me out."

brookesmart June 27 2009, 05:44:54 UTC

"The routine with the straight jacket." She says it more for Priestly's benefit, in case he doesn't know, but Brooke knows very well.

"You were at the bottom of the pool in a straight jacket swallowing water."

ilovemykilt June 27 2009, 05:49:26 UTC

"Okay, I know I'm probably not supposed to yell at you right now?" says Priestly. "But I fucking freaked out at you last time I saw you do that. What were you--?" He realises he's raising his voice and forces himself to lower it, but when he does it cracks on his first words, the impact of what Yorick did finally beginning to sink in. "Why did you do that? Did you really want to...?"

He doesn't want to have to say it.

alas_yorick June 27 2009, 06:22:39 UTC

Yorick feels the same sort of shame well up that he had with John yesterday. He clutches the blanket, and blames the flush of his skin on his fever. He should just blame it on being a dumb stunt, god knows that's what he thought it was. But he doesn't want to lie. Not to Priestly and Brooke, they don't deserve that.

"I don't...not...intentionally," he says, voice sounding quiet, a little raspy. "It's hard to explain..."

brookesmart June 28 2009, 20:04:44 UTC

"Please try." Brooke's staring at the lump his foot makes beneath the blankets, throat tight enough that every word comes out a harsh whisper. "Why would you do that? You can't think we wouldn't care."

ilovemykilt June 28 2009, 23:50:28 UTC

"I don't get it," says Priestly. "I mean, what the hell? Did something, like, bad happen?"

alas_yorick June 29 2009, 00:29:34 UTC

Yorick almost laughs. "Yeah. Something bad happened," he says, losing most of the energy he had left, giving into his exhaustion. He scrubs at his face, trying to wake himself up enough to at least talk.

"Back when the plague hit...it wasn't slow. It didn't go from person to person, slowly infecting them, giving time to get to a hospital, to try and put anything in order. It just happened. I was alone in my apartment, and when I left to see why the power'd gone out, there were...people. A few men, collapsed, with blood coming out of their mouths, and, just. And a woman. She was holding her stillborn son in her lap, asking for help ( ... )

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