nitro_is_ace: (Ace)
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After getting her mate and her friend settled on the couch, and after getting her own brain settled, Ace excused herself, telling them she would be back soon, and they were under no circumstances to get themselves even slightly hurt while she was gone.

She made a short stop at the bar to get cookies, then traced an often-traveled path to her brother's door. Once again, she fails to knock.

Mostly because she's afraid of the reception, and just wants it over with.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:01 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
Raven is not so much sane.

It is an easy enough thing to forget, what with the smiles and cookies and absurdity.

Still, it takes him a longer time than usual to turn from the window, to pull himself back enough to awareness that he remembers that there is a door, and that he can open it.

He is very tired.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The cookies get left at the doorway in favor of hugging her brother.

She almost (almost, so much so but not quite) wishes she really and truly couldn't die, to never see him look like that ever again.

"I'm alright. Truly. I'm alright."

Date: 2008-08-11 05:09 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
He is silent for a very long time.

But then he remembers what arms are for, and lifts his own so that he can hug her back.

"I know."

His voice is very precise, clean and neat as new-fallen snow.

"One day you will not be. I did not intend to forget."

Date: 2008-08-11 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Oh, that hurts.

Guilt can be worse than being shot.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Raven."

She could take it back. She... she is actually tempted to find Rachel and demand it be undone. Then maybe it wouldn't hurt so much.

Or maybe it's just go on hurting, but for different reasons.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:15 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
"No, you are not."

He smiles, very faintly, and leans down to brush a kiss across her forehead.

"You are made for mortality. It is no bad thing."

Raven means it. He always has.

It hurts, but love does that, too.

Not all things are easy to forget.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Yes I am. Not for bein' able t'die. Just that it hurts you that I can. I don't want t'hurt you."

But that memory of light... How can she give up that memory of light, after so many trips into the dark?

Date: 2008-08-11 05:24 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
"I am always hurting."

This is another truth.

"I am very old, yes?"

He hugs her a little more tightly, just because he can.

"There is little change in that."

Date: 2008-08-11 05:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I..." There was light, so very close and it wasn't dark and echoing and lonely. "I can put it back the way it was. Then you won't hurt so much."

She'll do it, too, even if there's a part of her screaming in terror at losing a chance at that light.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:32 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
He goes still, looking down at her.

His eyes are black, and deep, and very dark.

"That, I think, would be very stupid, yes? It is only a different kind of hurt. You were not meant to stay so very long. Not here."

He smiles again, faint but true.

"There are ways in which we are not so much alike, perhaps. So."

Date: 2008-08-11 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Protecting those she cares for - that is her job. That is what she does. She can't, here, and it's breaking her into pieces.

"But. I don't want t'hurt you."

Date: 2008-08-11 05:37 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
"One day I will be done, too, I think."

He leans a little against her, careful not to knock her down.

"I do not think it will be soon. Still."

None of this is a lie.

And it is the only comfort he can offer. Raven has never been good at it.

It is not what he was made for.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
No, he's not. But she'll take what he's offering, because the other option is to continue to be torn apart.

"I'm still sorry, bird. You'd better believe Spoon's gettin' the situational awareness lecture repeatedly."

Date: 2008-08-11 05:44 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
"You are both what you are, I think, yes?"

Raven has not let go, yet.

He will, though. Soon.


"Some things are not so easily changed."

Date: 2008-08-11 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Then I guess he'd better get used t'lectures. Since when have I been takin' the easy road?" She asks, wryly.

She hasn't let go either. She still isn't entirely convinced that staying as things are now is the correct choice, but...

She's just a bit selfish.

She doesn't want to give up that light.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:51 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (bird silhouette light)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
He snorts, lifting one hand to ruffle her hair.

"Mostly never, yes? It is not so much a surprise."

Some things are best kept. Raven has always known that.

He may not be good at it, or at staying--not always--but he does know it.

For all the good that it may do, on occasion.

Date: 2008-08-11 05:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
She leans against him a bit more heavily, glad that he's starting to... be less clay, more Raven. Or more the Raven that's what she thinks of as 'doing alright Raven', the one that doesn't need patching.

"Are you a'right?"

Date: 2008-08-11 05:58 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h bemused grin)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
He ruffles her hair again, then lets out a breath.

"Mostly, yes. It will do, I think."

He smiles again, and it is a little brigher than it was bare moments ago.

"Possibly there will be flying, soon?"

Not now, but--


Date: 2008-08-11 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Yeah. I'd like that. Maybe on that planet with the purple grass?" She asks, ignoring the part of her brain that notes that he's smiling again awfully quickly.

Date: 2008-08-11 06:02 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h far away looking)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
"That one, I think, I remember."

This is probably Raven's version of 'yes'.

He is tricky, even now.

"So. I will find you, yes?"
Edited Date: 2008-08-11 06:03 am (UTC)

Date: 2008-08-11 06:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I'll be here. Think it'll be best t'stay close t'home for the next bit." She points out wryly.

Date: 2008-08-11 06:06 am (UTC)
creator_raven: (h bemused grin)
From: [personal profile] creator_raven
He just makes a face at her.

Then he tweaks her nose.

Because he can.


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