bywolves: (that's what you're wearing...)

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-02 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Royce doesn't answer for a moment. ]

That's not unreasonable. [ He murmurs finally, curling up more tightly. ] But why would you come to me?
ecks: (expressive!)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-02 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Of my friends you are one who is still on the floor.

[It seems like a pretty straightforward question and answer to her.]
bywolves: (that's what you're wearing...)

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-02 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. Okay. Royce opens his eyes, looking up at her. ]

In a cage. [ He shudders. ] On the floor in a cage.
ecks: (thinkery)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-06 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
...No. No?

[Ecks looks around, seeming to gaze through walls as she looks back toward the door through which she entered.]

No, it is a room. It is a large, dirty room underground and you are on the floor and I want you to stop being on the floor now because I do not want you to remain here when the others leave.
bywolves: (hooded.)

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-06 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Royce's expression shifts. He's confused enough that he tries to sit up, wincing. She's looking through a wall, but - the wall shifts and shivers a bit. ]

That's not what it looks like to me. [ He says, slurry. ] You see something different? [ A beat. ] ... You want me to leave.
ecks: (expressive!)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-06 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes. I see a large room. There are toilets and there are people on the floor.

I want you to leave it because there were bad things I had to hide from when I came here and I think the bad things will come for you.
bywolves: (broods)

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-06 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Already did. Come for me. [ Royce mutters, pressing his scarred hands into his stomach. ] They didn't hurt you? The - bad things.

[ It's a large room with people on the floor. Are they all hallucinating the walls? That has to be what it is, but - he needs to know if Ecks is okay first. ]
ecks: (downcast)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-07 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[That...makes sense.]

They did not hurt me because they did not catch me. Are they what hurt you?
bywolves: (something strange (in the neighborhood))

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-07 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know. [ He shudders. ] I think we hurt each other. I can't remember at all. But they took us, and they injected us.

[ A pause. ] I'm glad you're okay.
ecks: (hiding behind her hair)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-13 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
They took my friends away. It was not okay.

[She's just...physically okay.]
bywolves: (shadow hood)

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-14 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. You're not hurt, though.

[ He reaches, and very gently and slowly pats at whatever part of her he can reach. ] There really aren't any walls?
ecks: (looking up)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-15 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[She patiently lets him pat a moment before shifting to slowly, gently grasp his hand with hers.]

There is an outside wall around the large room.
bywolves: (something strange (in the neighborhood))

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-17 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. That's nice. Royce holds Ecks' hand, letting out a shivery sigh. ]

Okay. [ He swallows hard. ] Can you lead me out of my cell? Maybe that will help.
ecks: (hiding behind her hair)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-23 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
I can lead you out of the room. I do not know where the cell is because the cell is not real.

But I can lead you to the door. Come with me.

[She shifts to stand, still holding onto him.]

Please come with me.
bywolves: (distant stare.)

[personal profile] bywolves 2018-05-25 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He stares up at her, but - when she starts moving him up, he goes along with it, not protesting. He drags himself to his feet and holds onto her, nodding. ]

... Okay. [ He says, shivery. ] Let's go.
ecks: (looking up)

[personal profile] ecks 2018-05-30 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[She keeps hold of him, not once letting go. It isn't in her nature to huddle close with others usually, but he has believed her more when they touch than when she used words alone.

Gently, she leads him in the direction of the real door, stepping through what must look like a wall to him.
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