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synopsychic2019-12-19 12:46 am
breakaleginhalf) wrote in synopsychic2019-12-19 12:46 am
[Week 2] Late late late evening 321
[The voice that chimes in on the network is tired, and aching, and a whole host of other things Gil is very obviously holding back only tenuously.]
Someone needs... can someone go check on Matthew. Please. Liminal Space. He's...
[A long silence.]
...I dunno if he's-- he's not cavosophia. He's not. [It almost sounds more like he's reassuring himself.] But I-- ...Ghalib hurt him.
Someone needs... can someone go check on Matthew. Please. Liminal Space. He's...
[A long silence.]
...I dunno if he's-- he's not cavosophia. He's not. [It almost sounds more like he's reassuring himself.] But I-- ...Ghalib hurt him.
Private; Psychic Protection II
There are times when he wishes he could be as open, as loud with his grief and pain as other people here can. But he can't. He's had too many years of people not wanting to hear him, and now he can't even bring himself to rage and cry over someone who does. And he knows it's temporary, knows Gil will be back in a few days' time, but that doesn't make it hurt any less.
In Fallenheart, he drops to his knees, silent and stunned.]