In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night/And repeats, repeats in my ear

Sep 14, 2008 10:36

Who: Jeb and Az
Where: Their Room, Palace
When: January 2nd, 1 am
What: A nightmare and its aftermath

But each time I do, just the thought of you/Makes me stop before I begin/Cause I've got you under my skin )

02/02, jeb, az

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spiffeh_jeb September 15 2008, 23:45:58 UTC
He'd never been a heavy sleeper. Jeb Cain was not allowed to sleep in, he was not allowed to sleep like the dead, he was not allowed to be off alert at any moment of the day. Jeb Cain lost old habits hard ( ... )

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az_of_the_oz September 16 2008, 00:24:59 UTC
The image of the woman's face felt like it was burned into the back of her eyes, only to be able to be replaced by the icy smirk on his face as he undid the heavy metal belt buckle. Tears did nothing to wash her and him away, their faces from her mind. The coldness of the tile bathroom floor beneath her did not even register in her mind, too focused on pulling herself into a tighter ball, against the hard side of the tub ( ... )

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spiffeh_jeb September 16 2008, 01:47:59 UTC
An eternity passed before Jeb rapped on the door a second time. She wouldn't open it. Deep inside, a soft voice told him that she wouldn't by herself. This was terrible. He needed to get this door down. Now ( ... )

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az_of_the_oz September 16 2008, 02:18:22 UTC
The click of the lock turning echoed in the quiet room, as Az's tears had faded into silent sobs. Habit had kept her crying almost soundless, not wanting to draw attention to herself when she was doing something she detested so entirely. At the same time she was torn by both wanting to look up and see Jeb coming to save her from her memories, and did not want to face the fact that he might not be able to. That it was unfair of her to let him try ( ... )

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