Musebox #2 [CLOSED]

Oct 19, 2011 20:42

Who: Holiday and Six
What: Being STUPID AWKWARD with the hope of some fluff
When: week after #1
Where: Providence HQ
Warnings: Spoilers for "Six Minus Six" up in here.

Your sweet moonbeam, the smell of you in every single dream I dream. I knew when we collided, you're the one I had decided who's one of my kind. )

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sixthdeadliest October 20 2011, 01:48:17 UTC
Six had automatically answered the moment his communicator had beeped. However, she'd spoken and hung up before he could say anything.

He sighed, lowering his hand and staring at his bedroom floor. He hadn't been sleeping well since the incident. He was so tired that even the frustration failed to get more than a flare up.

He put the sunglasses in place as he reached up to touch his communicator, signalling her. Might as well get it over with.

"I'm on my way."

It took him a minute to stand up and compose himself enough to leave his quarters.

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LOL. STEAL HIS WEAPONS, HOLIDAY. sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 01:39:36 UTC
Three or four more songs passed, and his mind started to wander. It really was quite dull just lying there.

He debated whether or not to leave once it was over. He needed to hear the results, but that would mean staying with her. And he already knew how uncomfortable he made her.

He sighed, listening to the latest tune with only slight interest. Well, it was going to end sooner or later. He'd better make a decision fast.

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SHE'S NOT THAT CRAZY... YET doc_holi October 21 2011, 01:54:25 UTC
She had finished everything that needed to be done for the time being. All that was left now was to wait and think. She really didn't like to think lately. Not about all of this.

No matter what she told him now, she knew that she wouldn't be able to get through to him. Screaming at him hadn't worked. Smiling at him hadn't worked. Trying to comfort him hadn't worked. Did he really believe she had been lying about it? She was the one that had screamed it to him!

Her head dropped and she rubbed her eyes again. She was so tired. Few more minutes and he'd be done. AND HE COULD DO WHATEVER HE WANTED TO DO. And she wouldn't say anything about it.

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YET BEING THE KEY WORD. sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 02:03:11 UTC
As the test finally came to an end, he raised his hands to remove the headphones as the table slid back out of the machine. Instead of getting up immediately, he sat with his long legs dangling over the edge and brushing the floor.

He glanced up at her for a moment. "Do you mind if I wait for results? I'd like to know...how it's progressing."

He was struggling to keep the neutral tone. He was just so tired and beaten down. It had been a long week.

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OR IS IT? >> THINK ABOUT THAT doc_holi October 21 2011, 02:16:04 UTC
She looked to him, almost in shock, but she was a little too tired for that. She did give him a little smile, though. "That's fine with me."

That was perfectly fine with her. He may ignore her or something, but... he was still there. That meant that there was a chance, right? Some way to put things back together again?

... For some reason, she doubted it. She had no idea what to say or where to start. Especially some way that wouldn't end in another fight. Maybe she should busy herself with something...?

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sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 02:18:33 UTC
He kept glancing up in her direction as he waited. The amount of awkward surrounding them was knee-deep.

He stared at the floor some before muttering, "I'm sorry about last week."

It was pathetic. A poor attempt to show how grateful he truly was that she was willing to put up with him. Even if he wasn't her Six.

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doc_holi October 21 2011, 02:32:36 UTC
She looked up to him again, this time with surprise. He, HE, was apologizing? Six never apologized. Not about personal things like that. She thought that would've been a trait of him now, too.

Secondly. "That wasn't your fault. There's nothing for you to apologize for. I'm the one that's sorry."

Her eyes went back to her feet at her words. She couldn't look at him, much less in the eyes. Throughout the past week, she had gotten nowhere. So far, she had been absolutely no help to him during the one time he needed it most. It was killing her. He had done so much for her and she couldn't do anything in return. This was killing her.

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sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 02:35:49 UTC
"I yelled at you when you were just trying to help," he said flatly. "I hardly think that's 'nothing'."

How would his other self have dealt with it? He'd assumed apology, but she'd looked so shocked by it.

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doc_holi October 21 2011, 02:40:04 UTC
"I yelled, too," she said, before finally glancing a look his way. "You have every right to yell at me. Still do."

She kind of wanted him to be like that. Wanted him to be angry with her, at least. She wasn't doing her job and it was, by no means, fair to him. He had to have known that. She was simply too "brilliant", so said most world leaders, to let someone she cared about go through this when she owed them so much.

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sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 02:42:48 UTC
"Why? Salazar's machine is the root cause of it."

He wished that Rex hadn't smashed it. Perhaps one more time would've fixed things. Though the possibility of a coma wasn't a welcome one.

Total amnesia though...that wouldn't have been so bad. Then he could've completely started from scratch without every bad memory and regret.

He shook his head to clear it. No. Best not to go down that road. He'd be even more useless to them had that happened.

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doc_holi October 21 2011, 02:47:12 UTC
"I know," she sighed, then spoke in anger, "But I'm not exactly helping you out here. I owe you so much and the only time you actually need me, I'm useless."

... The anger quickly faded though, and she just sighed again, slumping her shoulders. She didn't have the energy get mad, anymore. Those nights were catching up to her.

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sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 02:51:26 UTC
"I don't remember neurology being one of your three PhDs," Six said with a faint hint of a smirk.

He was trying to get her to give him something other than self-blame. It wasn't her fault. She was trying. That had to mean something, right?

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doc_holi October 21 2011, 03:01:04 UTC
She just blinked tiredly to the floor.

"It's not. I should still be able to do something, though."

And she will. Soon as she figures this brain stuff out. Which she will. She had to. She had already been working on this stuff with Rex, it shouldn't be so difficult to put it in practice with Six.

"I need to do something."

If she couldn't help him, what if she could find someone that could? She's not keen with any other doctors, since Fell and Moses, but he needed someone.

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sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 11:20:39 UTC
"You are doing something."

It just wasn't producing the results either of them wanted. Not her fault that however he'd lost those six years didn't show up readily on basic tests.

He looked back down at the floor, hands neatly folded in his lap. His practicing of his other self's habits--what few he'd managed to discover--had paid off a bit. It was easier and more natural to do one thing instead of another, but it still wasn't perfect.

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doc_holi October 21 2011, 21:04:25 UTC
"And it's not helping," she said back. It was almost with an argument tone, but with a lot more exhaustion than she intended. "I need to do something that matters."

For the past week she had been going nonstop. Now that she was finally taking a small break, it was starting to way down on her a little. She felt so frustrated that it just hurt now.

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sixthdeadliest October 21 2011, 22:01:40 UTC
Six was tired and frustrated and wanted to just crawl into a hole and hide...

...but he couldn't stand seeing her miserable anymore.

He looked at her before raising her hand and beckoning her towards him.

"Come here. No tricks. I promise."

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