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Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile

Sep 20, 2009 00:53

WHO: John Constantine [trenchcoatmagic ], and Zuko Flamey-O Emo Pants [vsrsbsns ]
Where: The local jail
DATE: September 19th
WARNINGS: N/A
SUMMARY: Zuko gets out early. BUT HOW?
STATUS: Incomplete/Closed

( Sunspots have faded and now I'm doing time )

zuko, john constantine

Comments 10

vsrsbsns September 20 2009, 05:11:36 UTC

I was humiliated. But more than that, I was ashamed. I was ashamed on almost every level it was possible to be ashamed, and I had thought that my banishment, my exile, my broken honor, had taught me everything there was to know about shame. But the pieces of a broken honor can be shattered still further, and I felt as though mine hadn't just been shattered. My honor had been ground down to powder, now, every pitiful grain of it escaping from between my fingers as I struggled to hold onto it.

I expected to see my uncle when the officer took me into the waiting area. Instead, I saw Constantine. My first reaction, predictably, was anger: what the hell was he doing here? But almost immediately, regret and gratitude tumbled over the anger. My uncle probably wasn't here because he couldn't afford to be, hadn't been able to raise the funds. Or maybe, and my stomach hurt at the thought but I raised my head a little, clear-eyed, my uncle had decided to hell with it after all, he wasn't going to bother with an irretrievably troublesome nephew ( ... )

trenchcoatmagic September 20 2009, 18:03:37 UTC

I was shocked. I hadn't expected gratitude, at least not from the very beginning. I'd expected a bit more hostility, the same sort of anger that I'd gotten most times I tried to speak to Blue in the journal.

I mean, what was I supposed to do? I would have look like a bloody ponce bowing back, considering how I wasn't asian or anything. I was good for a solid nod of acknowledgment or a handshake, or a grateful pint from someone who wasn't Blue. Beyond that, I was a bit at a lost at how to respond.

Fuck me, even when Blue was being polite he was fucking difficult. Figures.

Well, at least I was holding back my desire to point out how irregular it was for Blue to be getting out on a Saturday. I considered it a mark in my favor, for the moment.

I stood up from the bench. "You have all your belongings and whatnot?" Figured the kid carried all his stuff with him. "They feed you in there?"

vsrsbsns September 20 2009, 18:51:50 UTC

Constantine looked completely caught off-guard by my bow, and the bull in blue who'd brought me out looked discomfited. "Not hungry. They give back all my things," I said with a shrug, "but I need going back to where I stay for rest of it." I straightened the sleeves of my shirt, looking at the floor, then at Constantine. They'd said I was to leave Monday; I didn't know why I was leaving today, but Constantine was a man with enough fingers in the dreck of this city's underclass to move it when he deemed it necessary, I thought.

I didn't like the idea of Uncle owing him a favor, though. I didn't think Constantine was a bad person, but you never knew. I shot a wary and distrustful look at my captor, but it was his pen I'd swiped to write in the journals, so his gross incompetence hadn't been so bad for me, anyway. I still didn't want to chit-chat with him in the room. "Let's go." I itched to be out of here.

trenchcoatmagic September 22 2009, 03:54:41 UTC

"Where's your flat then?" I slipped my hands into my pockets and stayed a few feet away from Blue. Aside from the fact that I made it habit not to stand next to pickpockets (even though I'd probably been doing that sort of thing a bit longer than he's been alive), Blue seemed to like having his own space, and I wasn't one to begrudge the kid that. So I watched him for a moment while he fidgeted, trying to plan out my next move. If I even had one.

I gave Blue a once over. "So they didn't feed you then?" I sighed. "You need to get yourself a shower and a bite to eat, Blue."

I turned back to the officer and gave him a nod. "Tell your brother we're square, yeah? For now, anyway."

vsrsbsns September 22 2009, 04:21:32 UTC

"It's not..." I smoothed my frayed shirt uncomfortably. It fit so poorly! Didn't they even know how to tailor cloth in this country? "I don't have flat. It's different word." Board place? Board home? I shrugged away my confusion. "I was given food in the morning, but I didn't want, so I gave it ( ... )