[log] Lean on me [closed]

[zunesareawesome]

Characters: The Sorcerer Not-Yet-Supreme, Star-Cat, Star-Lord, and the Librarian
Location: Building 318 and various
Date: Day 339-343
Summary: The visiting of Flynn Carsen to the clan of Snow.
Warnings: References to character death, drowning, blood (because this is a scary building), more CW's in ensuing threads.




318: The stench of blood is thick in this garage, with blood long-soaked into the concrete floor, staining nearly the entire expanse. There are empty wooden tables to be sat on if you would rather not sit on the floor, though they've all been flipped as if in anger. One of the tables has been broken into pieces and burned, and another has pieces missing as if someone had begun to break it into pieces but was interrupted. The whole place has a hostile air to it, and the walls sound like they're breathing at night. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY TWO, CONTACT @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE." "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SIX, PLEASE CALL @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE NEEDED." and "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY EIGHT, FOR ANY ASSISTANCE PLEASE CONTACT @LELRIC ANY TIME." are written on one of the walls.

Comments

[cahooted]

Flynn holds on a little longer, leaning into the comforting gesture because he feels so lost and overwhelmed with everything. But he does let go just at the brink of awkward. "Never."

His voice is quiet but determined. He's not going to give up on you or Peter. Or himself. He just needs a little time.

[thewarningafter]

Stephen lets his hand linger on Flynn's shoulder when he lets go. "Do you know where you're going to go?"

[cahooted]

"I, uh."

He clears his throat. "Yeah, I wanted to go to one of the houses where the Russian woman was. I talked to her during the seance but never got around to asking her name. Maybe she'll speak to me again and I can find out--"

His voice hitches at find out because all of this happened because he wanted to find out.

"Maybe she knows something about the lines."

[thewarningafter]

"Maybe," agrees Stephen, though he doubts it. He doubts more and more that the ghosts have any answers for them that they haven't already shared. He almost adds that it can't hurt to ask, but swallows down the impulse. "Don't push things too hard," he adds. "That's a dangerous side of town."

[cahooted]

"I'll be careful," Flynn promises. "I'll let you know if I find anything."

[thewarningafter]

"Thanks. And I'll let you know if...anything changes."

Sigh.

[cahooted]

"That... yeah. Thank you."

He attempts a small, hesitant smile. "I'll see you around, Stephen."

[thewarningafter]

Stephen's own smile is small and sad. "Stay warm, Flynn."

[cahooted]

"You too."

And because he's terrible at goodbyes, he quickly grabs his gear and heads over to the door before the moment can draw on for too long and make things even more awkward.