[OOM] The Dragonfly, Taris System.
Jun. 3rd, 2009 09:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's been twelve hours.
The Wyrm has been hovering around the system, occasionally passing dangerously close to the spot on Taris' moon that they're hiding on. Each time it's passed on again.
Atton's fever has dropped a bit, but he still hasn't properly woken up, except for brief moments, and he's still rather overly warm.
The Wyrm has been hovering around the system, occasionally passing dangerously close to the spot on Taris' moon that they're hiding on. Each time it's passed on again.
Atton's fever has dropped a bit, but he still hasn't properly woken up, except for brief moments, and he's still rather overly warm.
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Date: 2009-03-28 10:41 pm (UTC)He assumes Will will come and get him if Atton collapses, so he tries to focus on pushing back his emotions. He feels for his pulse and checks it once a minute until it's back in normal range.
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Date: 2009-03-28 10:50 pm (UTC)"You always were a disappointment to me"
The anger and frustration is pushed back into a sort of dull ache, a feeling of painful exhaustion.
I was never cut out to be an adventurer. I should have been... a lumberjack.
He uncurls slightly and gets up, feeling very tired and a bit shaky. He decides to sit on the edge of the bed and compose himself for a moment; then he'll go back in and apologise.
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Date: 2009-03-28 11:13 pm (UTC)"I'm sorry for smashing the plate." he says to Will.
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Date: 2009-03-29 12:32 am (UTC)He looks at the floor, briefly, then holds his chin up and continues.
"...but I've never had so many near death experiences so close together before, and the thought of losing either of you is unbearable. So please, I know you think I'm pathetic but I need you to not fight me on taking care of yourself. You nearly stopped breathing less than twelve hours ago. You nearly died."
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Date: 2009-03-29 12:33 am (UTC)"Ye 'avena failed anyone."
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Date: 2009-03-29 12:42 am (UTC)Calmly: "I'm in bed, I've had the soup, and I'll take your treatment. But remember whose ship this is - you do not throw food, storm off in a sulk, passive-aggressive at me or insist that you're a failure when you're on my vessel."
Technically it's somebody else's ship that he stole, but same difference.
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Date: 2009-03-29 12:49 am (UTC)"I apologise for my behaviour." he says, his voice very tight, and feeling about one inch tall.
Not that any of it would have happened if you hadn't pushed me further and further after you could see I was getting rattled, and the whole reason I got this exhausted and ratty was staying up most of the night making sure you didn't die.
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