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righthemisphere) wrote2014-02-16 05:24 pm
righthemisphere) wrote2014-02-16 05:24 pm
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Hi Raleigh.
[ After Wu says it, he realizes that he's not totally sure where to go next.
Mako told him what happened. That Raleigh helped him find Wu's ghost. That his ghost went into Raleigh, made him see what happened to Wu. He doesn't know what that must be like, but not a whole lot better than what happened to Wu.
After a long moment, he still doesn't know what to say, so, weakly: ]
I'm back? Now. I came back.
[ After Wu says it, he realizes that he's not totally sure where to go next.
Mako told him what happened. That Raleigh helped him find Wu's ghost. That his ghost went into Raleigh, made him see what happened to Wu. He doesn't know what that must be like, but not a whole lot better than what happened to Wu.
After a long moment, he still doesn't know what to say, so, weakly: ]
I'm back? Now. I came back.
[Too steeped in his hunt for Sam Winchester, Raleigh doesn't see the message right away. Ten, maybe twenty minutes. Drowning in his anger, fury, and the sheer exhaustion on top of the world shift... on top of dealing with Wu's death. March has been absolutely brutal.
Raleigh has done his best to be there for Mako. To help. To be physically present. He feels bad going home to Chuck knowing Mako is sitting dutifully next to Wu's empty bed nursing his heartache.
He hasn't been sleeping well. Not that he ever does but he really hasn't been sleeping well this week. Every time he closes his eyes he gets flashes of red and white hot heat of an angel's grace ripping through him. Wu's voice begging for his life. And every time it ends with that soft touch and honey soft purr: I just have no use for your useless palace.
Raleigh doesn't know what to do. He isn't sure there's anything he can do. Add it to the rest of the ghosts in his soul and struggle forward, he guesses. For now. But there will be revenge. There will be blood. He felt Wu's fear, his helplessness, that rush of spark and then nothing--
Raleigh Becket killed the monster that killed his brother. And he will kill the monster that killed Wu. That's the end of it.
All of this rushing through his mind as he listens to the message, feeling the weight of Wu's knuckle dusters in his pocket. Sadness, intense and overpowering rises up before subsiding into hope, relief, and then back to sorrow.
But even then he isn't sure he can't talk, yet. He hasn't done much talking at all this week.
A sigh. Well. For Wu maybe he can. And so he calls back.]
Raleigh has done his best to be there for Mako. To help. To be physically present. He feels bad going home to Chuck knowing Mako is sitting dutifully next to Wu's empty bed nursing his heartache.
He hasn't been sleeping well. Not that he ever does but he really hasn't been sleeping well this week. Every time he closes his eyes he gets flashes of red and white hot heat of an angel's grace ripping through him. Wu's voice begging for his life. And every time it ends with that soft touch and honey soft purr: I just have no use for your useless palace.
Raleigh doesn't know what to do. He isn't sure there's anything he can do. Add it to the rest of the ghosts in his soul and struggle forward, he guesses. For now. But there will be revenge. There will be blood. He felt Wu's fear, his helplessness, that rush of spark and then nothing--
Raleigh Becket killed the monster that killed his brother. And he will kill the monster that killed Wu. That's the end of it.
All of this rushing through his mind as he listens to the message, feeling the weight of Wu's knuckle dusters in his pocket. Sadness, intense and overpowering rises up before subsiding into hope, relief, and then back to sorrow.
But even then he isn't sure he can't talk, yet. He hasn't done much talking at all this week.
A sigh. Well. For Wu maybe he can. And so he calls back.]
[ The call wakes Wu from a doze, but he's been dozing for hours, so he doesn't mind picking up the phone, taking the call.
He was a little worried, when Raleigh didn't answer, but not everyone is glued to their phone like he is. Raleigh might be working, teaching a class, on a date with Chuck, working on his land. Whatever it was, Wu's glad to hear from him.
Sleepily: ]
Raleigh?
He was a little worried, when Raleigh didn't answer, but not everyone is glued to their phone like he is. Raleigh might be working, teaching a class, on a date with Chuck, working on his land. Whatever it was, Wu's glad to hear from him.
Sleepily: ]
Raleigh?
[He would enjoy knowing those are the activities Wu attributes to Raleigh. Not sitting alone obsessing like a psychopath.
Wu answers and.. wow it's nice to hear his voice. His actual voice, not the memory of his anguish.]
Hey, [Soft, fragile. But what now.. he hasn't thought this far ahead.]
Man it's good to hear your voice.. How are you feeling?
Wu answers and.. wow it's nice to hear his voice. His actual voice, not the memory of his anguish.]
Hey, [Soft, fragile. But what now.. he hasn't thought this far ahead.]
Man it's good to hear your voice.. How are you feeling?
Raleigh. Check-in. Status?
And two questions:
1. Any luck tracking down Sam?
2. I had a weird dream
[ That is not a question but Mako is exhausted and barely sleeping, so that is... what Raleigh gets. ]
And two questions:
1. Any luck tracking down Sam?
2. I had a weird dream
[ That is not a question but Mako is exhausted and barely sleeping, so that is... what Raleigh gets. ]
[Said the kettle to the pot. It's honestly amazing that anything Raleigh types is coherent.]
Yeah what the hell was that!?
We're okay. My place took some damage but I think it'll hold. Wu offered his place if ours collapse.
Um. Heads up I may have just sent him on a mission to the moon by accident? Keep an eye on him.
1 I've been keeping an eye on his place but I haven't seen him. I'm not sure if he still lives there. Watching it anyway.
2 Was it about him?
Nothing good. Makes me think this place is starting to physically fall apart, too. It's a good thing people already started stocking up. I think those supply caches are going to be necessary.
...how did you do that? Is that what he was talking about earlier? What did you say?
[ Why are you and Chuck corrupting his boyfriend. ]
You know more about him than me. Any place he would frequent? Anywhere we can look? We can't just let him stay out there murdering people.
It was.
...how did you do that? Is that what he was talking about earlier? What did you say?
[ Why are you and Chuck corrupting his boyfriend. ]
You know more about him than me. Any place he would frequent? Anywhere we can look? We can't just let him stay out there murdering people.
It was.
Mako I can't go back. I'm not going back. Whatever happens I can't leave Chuck.
[Deleted as quickly as he types it out. Too vulnerable.]
I asked him if he was as high as the moon on his meds. I'm not sure he knew what I meant. If he tries to actually get to the moon it's my fault. Sorry in advance..
Sam and I used to go running together. He's pretty private and when he stopped showing up I thought he'd woken up. I guess I was wrong.
Gives me an idea stand by
We may have a problem.
You know that board thing that lists every sleeper's name?
text (un: arthur) / early april after raleigh's text to eames
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2021-04-08 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, never got an update on whether you and your boyfriend fucked or not.
[So sassy. So classy. Hello to you too, Arthur.]
Ah, sorry. Been kind of on a mission. It was good.
Hey Raleigh who is Fritter's dad???
Hey
You know I've never really thought about that. I have no idea.
Lucky fellow whoever he is.
You know I've never really thought about that. I have no idea.
Lucky fellow whoever he is.
Shiro was asking. He's worried that Fritter is going to get too big for me to handle!!!! But I think I can handle her!!
do you know a stupidly tall dude, like 6'4, floppy hair, who might have a vendetta about me beating up his big brother
... shit. Shit.
Sam Winchester. The guy who's face I rearranged. Are you okay?
define 'alright'
fucker sucker punched me in the nose
fucker sucker punched me in the nose
[Under normal circumstances Arthur wouldn't worry about Raleigh not showing up to their morning run. God knows he's missed a couple just because he couldn't tear himself out of bed, but it gnaws at him more and more after he gets home and gets himself dressed, so he decides his first stop today is going to be Raleigh's place.]
[It's mid-morning by the time he's knocking on the door, all dressed up in his jeans and button-up shirt, tapping his cowboy hat against his leg as he watches Zelda nose at the dirt in the front yard. He's restless, already annoyed with what he suspects has happened. He really hopes he's wrong.]
[It's mid-morning by the time he's knocking on the door, all dressed up in his jeans and button-up shirt, tapping his cowboy hat against his leg as he watches Zelda nose at the dirt in the front yard. He's restless, already annoyed with what he suspects has happened. He really hopes he's wrong.]
[Arthur, is, unfortunately, quite correct.
It isn't Raleigh who gets to the door first, It's Pesto, one of the little raccoon kits. He appears in the window, little paws stretched up against the glass where he chitters and then disappears again only to be replaced by two more of his siblings, identifiable only by the little color coded ribbons around their necks.
A full minute and a half later the door will unbolt (three bolts, actually) and creek open - answered by a very tired, very ugly Raleigh Becket. Black and blue and swollen all over, wrapped up in a dressing gown and held together with more butterfly stitches than a man ought to admit.
He sags a little.]
Ahh.. I didn't text you. M'sorry.
It isn't Raleigh who gets to the door first, It's Pesto, one of the little raccoon kits. He appears in the window, little paws stretched up against the glass where he chitters and then disappears again only to be replaced by two more of his siblings, identifiable only by the little color coded ribbons around their necks.
A full minute and a half later the door will unbolt (three bolts, actually) and creek open - answered by a very tired, very ugly Raleigh Becket. Black and blue and swollen all over, wrapped up in a dressing gown and held together with more butterfly stitches than a man ought to admit.
He sags a little.]
Ahh.. I didn't text you. M'sorry.
[Arthur raises his eyebrows as he scans Raleigh's bruised face, pulling quite the unimpressed expression. Is there empathy somewhere in his heart? Yeah, but it's pretty well hidden under many layers of disappointment.]
Looks like I had a good reason to be worried.
Looks like I had a good reason to be worried.
Hey
Eames and I are getting ready to leave soon
Just wanted to let you know
Eames and I are getting ready to leave soon
Just wanted to let you know
[Well that.. like he shouldn't be surprised but it still makes his stomach drop.
People can go home. Finally.. there's an open door out. Of course they would take it. That's perfectly reasonable.]
People can go home. Finally.. there's an open door out. Of course they would take it. That's perfectly reasonable.]
Not for a visit, I take it.
No, we don't plan on coming back.
Thought you might wanna have a drinnk before we go. We'll probably head out in a few days.
Thought you might wanna have a drinnk before we go. We'll probably head out in a few days.
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