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Sand. I'm lying on sand and I don't know why. Wait. Jayne hit me. After what I tried to do to Buffy, I can't believe he let me live, but here I am.
I... If Jayne and Angel hadn't been there, I would have hurt Buffy and I know just how badly and what was wrong with me? But they were there and she wasn't hurt, only afraid. Only afraid.
My face hurts a little bit from being hit and my head also but I deserve worse. My hand aches also. I unwrap it as I rise, examining it as I begin to walk slowly toward my cave. It looks fine.
And I stop dead. No pain in my hand, no pain in head or face--I start to run.
Eru, no, this cannot have happened! It's not so far but sand is difficult to run on: I can't stop. I have to get back and let Jack go--or beat me to death, whichever. Oh, I can't believe it and I remember everything. Beach, path, caves. Pitch black but something's wrong. No noise at all, no presence.
"Hello?" Not that he'd answer but a sniff, something. Light the fire as quickly as I can. Jack's gone. He's gone--managed to cut himself loose with my sword. Where is he? What if he's lost in the caves still? He was hurt, badly hurt, and he doesn't know these caves. I can't even call for him because, really, why would he listen to me? Why would he believe anything I said now?
Take one of my torches and search quickly. He did not go left at all, but that's easy enough. He had to recall that I dragged him (oh no) from the other direction. No way to tell where he went but I look a little bit anyway. No blood, no telling. There are still too many tracks in here to be able to follow them even if I were at my best and I'm certainly not. I can't think straight.
But I do know what I have to do. I return and prepare myself. I change into my own clothing, the things that I was wearing when I arrived. It is too warm to wear the doublet usually but I wear it now. The swordbelt goes on and the dagger needs to be moved from my other belt, which is easy enough. Connor has my bow so I cannot bring that though likely it doesn't matter anyway. The sword is enough, really. I take one last look at the pile of things in the corner. Can't... I set them straight, my brother's clothes, and then rise again. The things I said were horrible but they pale against my deeds. I take the torch and put out the fire, walking through the caves to the compound. Once there I extinguish the torch and make my way to the Island Police office. If no one is there, I will stand and wait--as long as I must.
Will link this to island_police immediately. But if Ray would like to be there, that would be wonderful. Well... yeah.
I... If Jayne and Angel hadn't been there, I would have hurt Buffy and I know just how badly and what was wrong with me? But they were there and she wasn't hurt, only afraid. Only afraid.
My face hurts a little bit from being hit and my head also but I deserve worse. My hand aches also. I unwrap it as I rise, examining it as I begin to walk slowly toward my cave. It looks fine.
And I stop dead. No pain in my hand, no pain in head or face--I start to run.
Eru, no, this cannot have happened! It's not so far but sand is difficult to run on: I can't stop. I have to get back and let Jack go--or beat me to death, whichever. Oh, I can't believe it and I remember everything. Beach, path, caves. Pitch black but something's wrong. No noise at all, no presence.
"Hello?" Not that he'd answer but a sniff, something. Light the fire as quickly as I can. Jack's gone. He's gone--managed to cut himself loose with my sword. Where is he? What if he's lost in the caves still? He was hurt, badly hurt, and he doesn't know these caves. I can't even call for him because, really, why would he listen to me? Why would he believe anything I said now?
Take one of my torches and search quickly. He did not go left at all, but that's easy enough. He had to recall that I dragged him (oh no) from the other direction. No way to tell where he went but I look a little bit anyway. No blood, no telling. There are still too many tracks in here to be able to follow them even if I were at my best and I'm certainly not. I can't think straight.
But I do know what I have to do. I return and prepare myself. I change into my own clothing, the things that I was wearing when I arrived. It is too warm to wear the doublet usually but I wear it now. The swordbelt goes on and the dagger needs to be moved from my other belt, which is easy enough. Connor has my bow so I cannot bring that though likely it doesn't matter anyway. The sword is enough, really. I take one last look at the pile of things in the corner. Can't... I set them straight, my brother's clothes, and then rise again. The things I said were horrible but they pale against my deeds. I take the torch and put out the fire, walking through the caves to the compound. Once there I extinguish the torch and make my way to the Island Police office. If no one is there, I will stand and wait--as long as I must.
Will link this to island_police immediately. But if Ray would like to be there, that would be wonderful. Well... yeah.