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 Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 4:27 pm
"Don't ******** wait." he said, muffled, before turning his back to the door and storming to the back of the room where the only uncluttered spot was piled high with tanned pelts and flopped onto them face first before curling up on his side.
He felt like wanting to hurt Harrison, any Harrison, was a mark he'd crossed some line, some unacceptable line, he was at the end of his tether and it was fit to snap.
He stayed right there for quite a while, trying to ground himself but every time he did he felt his emotions slip through his fingers again.
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 4:36 pm
"Not like I have much choice," Jordan said, a little bitterly, not quite loudly enough to project through the door. "Wait here or wait there. Either way, there's nothing I can do." Anger bled slowly back down into exhaustion, and when he found himself jerking awake, he got up from his place beside the door. What pride he had left was already battered enough without someone coming by to find him sleeping in the hall.
He headed back to his room, his head down and his steps slow.
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 4:49 pm
Rep just lay where he was in the foul smelling darkness of the hoard, immobilised by his inability to cope, what little light there was filtered between the boarded up and crudely barred windows and sprawled slitted shadows across the disorganised piles of junk. And somehow it was soothing, somehow he could lose himself in the heaped mess as if he was some tiny creature in a landfill, impossible to find and rendered invisible by chaos. He could lurk there in the accumulated relics of people and moments and he could chose not to cope, not to deal, the way he hadn't been since the queen left him.
He almost wished he hadn't left at all, and then felt guilty, because his ignorance still caused Jordan pain, even if it made him happier.
So he stayed there, staring at the shifting grainy dark, until somewhere along the line, he fell asleep.
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 9:47 am
Harrison waited too, awake. He withdrew from the door at the returning footsteps, and slipped under the sheets, watching the wall.
He'd manage it if he had to.
He always had before.
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