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Nov. 3rd, 2012 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starchilde_lostRachel just didn't want to think about Halloween. Ever. Again. Just the image of all those bodies, all her friends, her family, in a pile in the jungle gave her chills. She'd seen massacres before and had never wanted to again and yet there she was, smelling the blood soaking into the ground, hearing the buzz of flies drawn by the blood. The rest of it, too, was something she never wanted to see, but the island had different ideas and now that was an image that was actually keeping her up at night.
She should be sleeping, but her body ached from the fight with Logan and she was still far too wired after having to babysit him and watch Charles get carted off to the clinic. She was actually a little surprised Logan hadn't broken free at some point and gutted her, he'd certainly tried, and while the adrenalin had long ago left her, she was stuck staring at the ceiling after she got home. For hours. Punctuated only by brief sleeping interludes that ended with her jerking awake, trying not to scream. Somewhere around dawn she managed to drift off for good, tossing and turning, but finally getting some shut-eye.
Which had been her mistake. She should have just stayed up.
They'd both been worried about Halloween, but Rachel and Aidan both knew they'd be more useful split up for the day. Rachel could check on her friends, fight if needed, Aidan could pitch in at the Clinic. They'd agreed on a place and a time to meet the next day so that they'd know the other was okay. At least that had been the plan. A plan that was completely screwed now that Rachel had pretty much slept through the meeting. Running out of her door, she knew that even if she ran the whole way flat-out, she was going to be hopelessly late.
She had to hope Aidan would stick around and not panic. Seriously, she was going to hunt Stark down and make him build a damn phone system for the island if it was the last thing she did.
She should be sleeping, but her body ached from the fight with Logan and she was still far too wired after having to babysit him and watch Charles get carted off to the clinic. She was actually a little surprised Logan hadn't broken free at some point and gutted her, he'd certainly tried, and while the adrenalin had long ago left her, she was stuck staring at the ceiling after she got home. For hours. Punctuated only by brief sleeping interludes that ended with her jerking awake, trying not to scream. Somewhere around dawn she managed to drift off for good, tossing and turning, but finally getting some shut-eye.
Which had been her mistake. She should have just stayed up.
They'd both been worried about Halloween, but Rachel and Aidan both knew they'd be more useful split up for the day. Rachel could check on her friends, fight if needed, Aidan could pitch in at the Clinic. They'd agreed on a place and a time to meet the next day so that they'd know the other was okay. At least that had been the plan. A plan that was completely screwed now that Rachel had pretty much slept through the meeting. Running out of her door, she knew that even if she ran the whole way flat-out, she was going to be hopelessly late.
She had to hope Aidan would stick around and not panic. Seriously, she was going to hunt Stark down and make him build a damn phone system for the island if it was the last thing she did.
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Date: 2012-11-06 12:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-06 05:36 pm (UTC)Then all it took was one look at Rachel to remind him what the payoff was and he never doubted that it was all worth it.
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Date: 2012-11-07 03:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-07 05:36 am (UTC)He may be calloused toward death, but he thought that one death for a night like they had wasn't too bad in terms of sheer numbers. While any loss of life was tragic in its own way, he'd seen far too much death not to be thankful for only one death.
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Date: 2012-11-07 05:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-07 05:44 am (UTC)"Did you know him?"
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Date: 2012-11-07 05:51 am (UTC)Shit, shit, shit. Poor Zell, she'd have to go find him, pay her respects.
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Date: 2012-11-07 05:56 am (UTC)"I'm sure there will be a funeral for him soon. Do you want to go talk to your brother before you get some sleep?"
From everything he knew about her brother, Cable was more than prepared to handle the loss of someone on his team but he wouldn't be surprised if she still went to check on him.
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Date: 2012-11-07 06:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-07 06:04 am (UTC)He knew it would be intruding on a family thing, but he was more than happy to offer silent, moral support. He was relatively certain that Cable would be an equal wall of support for her as well.
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Date: 2012-11-07 06:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-07 06:15 am (UTC)"Henry was with me all night. And now I know you're okay."
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Date: 2012-11-07 06:26 am (UTC)Meanwhile, her food arrived and she pulled away from Aidan enough to start eating. Oh, yeah, food was good.
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Date: 2012-11-08 07:14 pm (UTC)Aidan did, but he didn't want to push Rachel any further than was necessary. Not only that, but he was exhausted himself, and not just physically. Being on high alert all night had left him mentally exhausted as well.
"And when was the last time you ate?"
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Date: 2012-11-09 06:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-10 05:26 am (UTC)"Hazard of losing everyone I guess, part of you is just waiting around for it to happen again. I... don't want to lose you."
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Date: 2012-11-10 05:43 am (UTC)"Didn't lose me. I had to beat up a friend of mine, but he was okay with it after."
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Date: 2012-11-12 04:26 am (UTC)"Glad he wasn't too upset," he said, brushing her hair out of her face. "And that you could take him."
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Date: 2012-11-13 06:25 am (UTC)Maybe that was payback for the time he stabbed her through the chest.
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Date: 2012-11-15 05:31 am (UTC)Aidan wasn't sure if he heard Rachel right. It sounded like she said that she shot her friend. He didn't exactly remember any of her friends coming into the clinic with a gunshot wound, but he could have missed whoever it was. They were busy so it was possible.
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Date: 2012-11-15 07:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-17 05:43 am (UTC)That was enough of that kind of talk though. They'd gotten through it, there were others to check on, but there wasn't any use sitting around talking about how horrible it had been.
"Swimming. I really want to go swimming later."
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Date: 2012-11-17 05:53 am (UTC)Going back to her lunch, her brow wrinkled. "Swimming? You want to go swimming?" She took a bite or two while she waited for him to give her an answer. The last thing she wanted today was activity.
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Date: 2012-11-17 07:55 pm (UTC)Not thinking would be good. It wasn't something he could manage often, centuries full of worries and thoughts stuck in his head, but he felt physically and mentally exhausted enough that he could maybe give it a try.
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Date: 2012-11-18 07:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-20 05:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-20 05:27 am (UTC)"A regular massage, or one of those massages you use as an excuse to get me out of my clothes and onto a bed?"
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Date: 2012-11-20 06:03 am (UTC)"Anything you want. Whatever you want you can have it."
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Date: 2012-11-20 04:45 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-11-20 05:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-21 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 04:56 am (UTC)"We'll do a circle, then out to my place, yeah?"
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Date: 2012-11-23 10:35 pm (UTC)