http://prideofchange.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] prideofchange.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] projectroxas2010-08-17 08:29 pm
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[ it had been one of those days for alyssa, the ones that rendered her unable to attend classes for more than a few hours-- the ones that had nathan running to her as quickly as possible. thankfully her health and mood seemed to improve throughout the afternoon, giving nathan time to decide whether or not to call albert. when she seemed fine in less time than usual he decided against it, instead suggesting some things for them to do to pass the time. of course, a disney film reigned supreme.

when their movie came to a close nathan turned to look down at alyssa, the girl curled up with her head on his lap, dozing off into what seemed to be a peaceful sleep. he didn't take any time in picking her up gently and moving towards his room, laying her down on top of his bed before grabbing a blanket and putting it over her small body. smiles down at her and brushes a hand against her hair, shutting the door half-way when he makes it back into the living room to start picking up the steadily growing mess that had accumulated throughout the hours of her stay. ]

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[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ freezes. ]

. . . What?

[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ starts standing up shakily. ]

What. . . ? What happened? Is she-- is she going to be okay--?

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[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ stands there for a moment, silently soaking in everything. closes his eyes briefly as he swallows down a lump in his throat, then glances up at nathan briefly to communicate that he understands -- enough -- before turning his eyes to the floor in guilt & shame. ]

. . . I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I. . . [ stops to bring up an arm to press it against his eyes. ] I couldn't-- I didn't want to-- she deserved more, so I. . .

[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
I. . . she. . . [ forces himself to breathe. ] Is there-- is there anything I can do? To-- To help her?

[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ manages a shrug of his own. looks up & manages a tight smile. ]

. . . If she's alright, then I'll stay.

[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ shrugs, seemingly not surprised by the words. ]

She's always been able to know. That's not new. [ turns his gaze back to the ground. ] Exams are coming around soon. I'll use that time. To think.

[identity profile] cutemajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ shakes his head, sucking in a breath sharply to recover his balance. ]

It won't be long.

[identity profile] cutemajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ feels a brief flutter of frustration before he looks up to finally meet nathan's gaze. ]

. . . has she forgotten anything?

[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ nods & turns his gaze to the side. ]

But she. . . will she get better?

[identity profile] bawkmajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
I see. [ breathes out quietly & shakes his head, deciding not to say anything else other than: ] Thank you.

[identity profile] cutemajor.livejournal.com 2010-08-21 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ nods again, rubbing at an eye with a palm in sudden exhaustion. ]

Please.

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