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Dona nobis pacem

Dec 07, 2010 01:23

Who: Dok and Integra
When: Backdated to about a week after the second incident with Alucard
What: Mending what's been broken
Rating: R to be safe
Status: Closed, in progress
Notes: RPing with yourself is pretty weird, isn't it? But these two need to talk in order to move forward with both of their plots, so I'll concede to being weird.

( Dominus Deus, exaudi nos et miserere )

integra hellsing, dok

Comments 6

ridokulous December 7 2010, 06:47:38 UTC

The tapping of a mid-fall downpour against the large windows of the hospital seemed to echo the doctor's footsteps as he made his way down the hall. He'd just finished with most of his patients and was down to his last chart of the day. Replacing his pen light in his pocket, he shuffled the folders in his hand until he found the only one he hadn't gone over yet, placing the others on the nurse's desk as he walked by ( ... )

ridokulous December 7 2010, 07:03:26 UTC

He knew his eyes widened in disbelief. The possibility of him being able to hide that was slim to none.

His hands shook, his breath coming short and shallow as flashes of hot and cold washed over him in turns. He didn't want to look up. He did not want to look up.The last time he'd seen her, he could see so clearly what was missing in her eyes. It was the same thing, he thought, that was missing in her medical file. In one crushing moment, it all became much too clear -- the dates, the sudden drop of attention to detail that only someone who lived to serve a person would have had, the antidepressants ( ... )

bearerofcrosses December 7 2010, 08:04:15 UTC

The moment she heard his voice, it struck a chord of familiarity in her, but she couldn't place it until she saw him walk in. When she did, what inklings of color remained must have drained from her face. Had it not been for the mood stabilizer she'd been given earlier, she was sure that she would have passed out just from that.

Instead, she found herself more panicked at the idea that he may leave than she thought she would have been if he stayed.

"Wait!" she interjected before she could stop herself. It had seemingly worked, as he stopped in his tracks halfway out the door.

"Please, I...I need to talk to you," she admitted quietly. Her tone was perhaps a bit weaker than she would have liked, but she was far too exhausted to do anything to take it back.

ridokulous December 9 2010, 11:39:05 UTC

God, his panic was deafening. What should he do? He couldn't pretend that he didn't hear her, since he'd already stopped when she requested him to. He couldn't walk out, but he definitely couldn't stay.

...could he?

"Is there a way that we can talk another time?" he asked, still not turning toward her, "I don't know if you believe this or not, but I really don't want to risk you getting overwhelmed."

bearerofcrosses December 9 2010, 14:22:22 UTC

In that moment, something happened that even she had a hard time believing.

Integra smiled.

It was faint -- the type of smile she had that resided mostly in her eyes -- but it was there.

"I do believe you," she ventured, her voice unmistakably genuine, "Which is why I'd like to speak with you."

After a moment, she sat back against her pillow. "But, if you still need time, I understand..."

Even as the words left her, she knew that if he walked out that door and left her without so much as an opportunity for any sort of dialogue, she would fret over it indefinitely, but the rational side of her knew that he could still be in need of space. After all, she did sort of order his execution...

ridokulous December 9 2010, 14:46:22 UTC

Time?

Who the hell was he to ask her for time? After how much he'd already taken from her...?

If he had been in a different mood, he might have laughed at how absolutely absurd that was.

"No, it's...it's not about me," he admitted, finally turning back to her and closing the door all the way behind him. "I just don't want to trigger something that you aren't ready for."

Although, he'd been keeping a close ear on her heart monitor -- it was actually what he was using to stay grounded and not give in to the panic -- and she really did seem alright. No palpitations, no apparent shortness of breath...

Running a hand through his hair nervously, he took a seat in a chair that was situated a respectable distance away. He still couldn't look at her for very long, but he wasn't going to leave. "Just...if you start feeling overwhelmed, please let me know and we can continue later, alright? I work here now, so I'm always on call. Regardless of the time, if you need me, just alert one of the nurses and she can contact me."