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 Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:06 pm
Jerry was quiet as he limped his way from the "dolphin room", but his mind was racing. The relief that Sasha was alright was enough to keep from melting down. She was alright. He had panicked for nothing.
He had almost... with Rin... over nothing.
Oh god. But... but he had stopped himself. He had stopped her. It had been.... weird.
This sort of thing had never been a problem until the island, it would seem. Maybe "most likely to die tomorrow" earned him some pity points?
He had no idea.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:16 pm
As they made their way into the barracks, Sasha leaned heavily on Jerry. Silent tears tracked their way down her cheeks, but she'd stopped sobbing. For now, at least. She was exhausted, distraught, in pain and quite honestly she craved nothing more than to curl up in a ball and lose herself in sleep.
"I'm.. I'm so sorry, Jerry."
She felt like a wreck. He didn't need this. Jerry had his own issues.
"I just.. I don't know what t-to think of anything anymore."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:18 pm
"Everything here is p-pretty unbelievable," He said softly, trying to support her and himself as best as he could as they hobbled towards the bunks where his guitar was stashed under. "We... we can talk about it after... after we sleep off those headbands if you want... Do you want um. Some coffee? Or tea? I think I saw a teabag in those instant meals..."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:24 pm
"That room, Jerry. That was someone's room. The doctor said it belonged to someone important to him." She shook her head, ignoring his offer for tea as she moved to sit on one of the bunks. "And that he wanted to keep it the way she left it."
She buried her face in her hands.
"And for.. f-for a second, I was terrified. He had this.. this look on his face that I j-just.."
Sasha exhaled brokenly, pressing cool fingers against her swollen eyelids.
"I can't .. I can't put it all together, Jerry. I don't.. I just.."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:30 pm
Jerry frowned, debating his options for a moment before fresh jabs of pain from his knee and his gut indicated sitting on the bunk beside her was his best first move.
"I... He's... a dangerous man," He managed softly, wondering if now was the time he put an arm around her to comfort her.
Tentatively, he did so.
He wasn't sure what she meant with this room, nor was he surprised the madman had frightened her... what that all had to do with Sasha was beyond him. Normally, he was all milk and honey with the girl. He bit his lip, "And... that shadow man just... brought you to him? Why?" Did H control that creature? What was it, exactly? Why had it dragged her to this odd room, of all places? It could have been a lot worse.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:41 pm
"I don't know," she cried softly, turning into his embrace, burying her face against his neck. Sasha felt an unexplainable urge to get as close as she could to the man that was doing his very best to comfort her when she was feeling so unconsolable.
"And.. the doctor took me up the stairs, through the wall, and .. he told m-me something like.. I should s-stop thinking of him as kind, for .. for my own good. And then he went back through the door."
She cleared her throat and pulled Jerry closer.
"And that's when I ... oh God, I can't believe I .. I did that. I stole t-the picture. B-but, I mean.. Jerry, that was my house. A-and.. it was on his desk."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:45 pm
He gave her shoulders a nervous squeeze, lifting the note to read it again, checking for any sign of a date, "He... he probably was the one to find your flute. He's... certainly the one with the most likely resources..."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:52 pm
Sasha lifted her head briefly, her eyes limpid as she peered at him mere inches from his face.
"There was a drawer, Jerry," she whispered softly, "with a book. Advanced Dragons and Darkness or something, I f-forget. And a-another note." Sasha started to fuss nervously with Jerry's scarf, her mouth wrenching.
"It was from someone named 'V' - and it said something about a Pig-Pig, and Dungeon Mister or .. or something. I don't even know what.."
She cleared her throat, suddenly sounded very distant.
"There were two figurines. I think one was supposed to be the doctor. The other was.. was.."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:58 pm
Jerry flushed, rocking her gently to try to calm her, "Sssh... I don't know, sounds like Dungeons and Dragons, it's a ga.... you went through his drawers?"
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 7:03 pm
"I went through everything."
She sounded like she wanted to cry.
"Jerry the other figure," she trembled, clutched his scarf even tighter.
"It looked like me. I mean.. as much as it could, just. The same hair, and blue eyes.. and long white robes, and I don't even know .. I don't know what it means."
She slumped against him.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 7:28 pm
Jerry seemed equally baffled, and just as much disturbed, but he tried valiantly to think of a plausible explanation, "M-maybe... he wants... to play D&D with you?" He tried to keep the somewhat anxious edge out of his voice. "B-but... he's back now, right? I mean... if you were going through his things, no wonder he was angry, but... but I mean if he's back he can answer our questions now, right? All of them. Or um. At least the ones he wants to."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 7:43 pm
"I don't know if he knows I.. I mean, he'll know tomorrow, I won't lie to him, but. I don't k-know if he knows I went through his desk."
Sasha gave a defeated sigh.
"It doesn't matter. I just.. I wanted answers, and I didn't find any."
She sounded miserable.
"Just questions on top of questions, and Jerry, I'm so tired of just.. of everything."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 7:46 pm
Jerry sagged against the bed post, shifting so she could still lean against him if she wished, and pushed his glasses up his nose, "Sometimes... questions are like that. And sometimes you gotta' just... I don't know. Not ask questions. And sometimes the answers come up on their own." That sounded... almost believable right? Somewhat like sound advice? He had no idea. He wet his lips, "T-tomorrow, you said? He's going to... to meet with us about the list?"
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 7:50 pm
Sasha nodded.
"He said if I insisted on a group meeting, he would talk to us tomorrow." She watched him dully, her expression pinched.
"Jerry. If like.. if .. if anything happens to me, ever, okay?"
She reached for his hands, gripping them tight. Uncertainty ran rampant on her face, and her words were gently spoken.
"You'll .. you'll take care of my flute, won't you?"
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 8:03 pm
Jerry's carefully bottled emotions began to leak out around the edges. He opened his mouth, he closed it again. He opened it again as though to speak, hesitated another moment, and then forced words out, "N-nothing-othing is going to happen to you. But... but... but if... Sasha I'm... I'm so sorry, I... I mean... I thought.. with all the Insanity creatures, that... that all those shadows had been infected and... and we had killed them, you know? I didn't know.. I didn't know he was still there and... and I didn't... I never meant to... I tried to look but... but I..." Was close to fainting, in crippling pain, and overwhelmed out of his head. "I'm so sorry we didn't stop him... I'm s-stupid, I'm... I sh-should never be trusted with authority, I swear..." His eyes were brimming with tears, hands clenching tightly around her's, almost too tight.
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