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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:12 pm
:::No? Who is he talking to? Cora had no idea what was going on. Was he refusing her ploys to wake him him up? At the thought, her hand jumped back.
But his eyes were closed, he wasn't saying anything else, and other than that one 'no' he showed no acknowledgement that she was even there. What was happening to him? She became scared, and grabbed onto his shoulder, jarring it more forcefully this time:::
Luke, wake up!
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:20 pm
*Luke jerks awake. His breath rakes in loudly and he JOLTS upward. Luke's muscles are tensed, ready to fight, and he struggles against Cora.*
*His eyes stare widely into hers, and all at once his thrashing stops. Luke's breathing heavily. He looks around his room, realizing where he is, and his muscles relax.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:24 pm
:::She saw the look in his eyes, she could feel the strain under his skin where his muscles were contracted... he was afraid of something. But now he was looking at her and recognizing his surroundings, and she was sure he was awake... but what in the world had he just gone through?
Cora pulled him into an embrace, almost breathing as heavily as he was, afraid for him:::
Luke..! What was that? What just happened to you?
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:26 pm
*Luke's still catching his breath and realizing himself... s**t, it happened again. s**t.* Nothing... Nothing. I just ... I just had a bad dream.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:29 pm
:::Cora leaned back again, letting the embrace loosen so she could look at him, rather confusedly:::
...oh... :::That happened because of a bad dream?::: What- what in the world did you see?
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:32 pm
*Luke looks away. He breaks out of her embrace and wipes the sweat off his forehead.* Nothin'... It doesn't matter. It's not real...
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:39 pm
:::Cora puts her arms back at her sides... not sure what else to say to him since he didn't want to tell her. Still she felt bad... everytime she'd had a bad dream, she wished desperately that someone was there to comfort her. There never was of course. She wondered if she looked like that when she had them...
What would she have wanted someone to say to her when she awoke that way..? She put her hand on Luke's opposite shoulder so that her arm was across his back, and ran it down his arm:::
It's alright... you're not alone.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:45 pm
*Luke nods to her... and lets out a long sigh. Then, he gets up.*
Yeah.... I'll be back, Slim.
*Luke walked quietly out of the room and to the bathroom.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:48 pm
:::Cora thought this was odd... if it'd had been her she'd be a pile of sobs in his arms by now. But instead he just got up and walked away.
She sat there for a moment, befuddled. Perhaps he just... really had to use the bathroom after everything... None the less, she obidiently waited for him to come back, trying to imagine what terrible things he could have seen:::
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:51 pm
*Luke washes off his face with cold water and returns to his room. He climbs back into bed and lies down, facing the ceiling.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:55 pm
:::not sure what to do with herself... or with Luke. Cora lies back down as well, but facing him, huddled at his arm:::
Is everything alright, Luke?
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 7:59 pm
*Luke turns to her and nods, hoping to sound reassuring.* Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:02 pm
I remember... I used to have bad dreams when I lived in Omegatropolis... but I would mostly just forget them when I woke up. But now that I live in the Brink I... I remember everything.
:::She held him a little tighter:::
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:05 pm
*Luke hugs her a little more tightly in return. He frowns, tensing as she speaks.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:06 pm
:::as an after thought:::
...and they always end with the damned Seraphim.
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