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with_my_teacup[Shortly after this thread, Riddick walks out of his breakfast shift and back to his room. He will not be answering network communication. His door is locked but his friends' access is still active.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 02:39 am (UTC)Arthas' next stop is Riddick's cabin. He knocks, then tries to open the door without waiting for a response.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 02:42 am (UTC)Riddick is lying in bed; hands stained from cutting fruit, fully dressed. He doesn't look up.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 02:49 am (UTC)Richard.
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Date: 2013-12-29 02:50 am (UTC)Riddick shifts slightly, settles back into stillness.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 02:58 am (UTC)Stop that.
[This he hisses at Partner, then heads closer to the bed to peer into Riddick's face.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 03:00 am (UTC)Partner grabs his shirt-- not for the first time, there are holes in it where he's obviously tried to get Riddick's attention already-- and gets growled at, then ignored.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 06:09 am (UTC)You're scaring Partner.
[As if this wasn't obvious.]
It's not your fault. You can't... take personal responsibility every time something you love dies. "What if I was there, what if I was faster or more prepared?" It'll drive you over the edge.
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Date: 2013-12-29 06:27 am (UTC)cw suicide, arthas literally being the worst at comfort
Date: 2013-12-29 09:03 am (UTC)[Arthas carefully cups his hand over Riddick's shoulder - just to be comforting, not to try and roll him over.]
They didn't let me stay dead, because life isn't that easy. It's not that merciful. You can't just stop. Even if you're broken. You are forced to continue. I won't be the only person that refuses to leave you alone.
[If Riddick lets him, he'll start rubbing a line down and up his back. Maybe this isn't comfort, because comfort doesn't exist.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 09:09 am (UTC)Just tired.
[He actually pats Arthas' hand when it's on his shoulder; his hand is sticky, stained with something pinkish-red. Not blood.
But wow that took a surprising amount of energy. It's like it's all just gone. He's really just... tired.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 09:31 am (UTC)[It's not physical tiredness. It's deeper, and no amount of sleep helps.]
I can't cover your shifts. But I can check on your inmate. Walk the dog. Whatever.
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Date: 2013-12-29 07:21 pm (UTC)Partner having heard the w-word whines uneasily. Things don't seem right. He leans heavily against Arthas.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 11:30 pm (UTC)[Then, to Riddick, serious but not harsh:]
How long?
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Date: 2013-12-30 12:18 am (UTC)He shifts his shoulder. That rubbing Arthas is doing is kinda nice.]
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Date: 2013-12-30 06:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-30 07:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-30 09:37 am (UTC)He'll wait.]
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Date: 2013-12-29 05:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-01-02 03:23 am (UTC)It's me.
[She'll come in anyway, if she doesn't get an answer. But she waits first, anyway.]
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Date: 2014-01-02 03:27 am (UTC)Come in. S'keyed to you.
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Date: 2014-01-02 03:36 am (UTC)Hey.
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Date: 2014-01-02 03:44 am (UTC)Partner, keyed in to her nervousness, butts her roughly with his long muzzle, worming it under her armpit in what to him is probably a comforting gesture or something.]
Hey. Sorry I didn't come see you in the infirmary.
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Date: 2014-01-02 03:55 am (UTC)[She pets Partner idly. The cold makes her think of stone walls and tiled floors in the fortress, the mountains in winter. It's a little strange, but he's comforting in his own way.]
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Date: 2014-01-02 03:59 am (UTC)[He leans back, still tired-- always tired, for the past couple days-- reaches out for her hand.]
How you doing?
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Date: 2014-01-02 04:03 am (UTC)[This is true, and she offers it to him, a little gift, maybe a lifeline, squeezing his hand in hers, holding on tight, with a tired but real little smile. She didn't feel great, the first few days, but she does now. Sylvanas made her live one of her worst nightmares, waking up in that dryer. But she didn't panic and she didn't break and now she's out again.]
You know me, Riddick, I always come back stronger.
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Date: 2014-01-02 04:06 am (UTC)[He grips back, his thumb going to her pulse point. The rhythmic thump is reassuring-- he picked up the habit of checking after Arthas got his heart back.]
Is it New Years yet?
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Date: 2014-01-02 04:09 am (UTC)Tonight's the night.
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Date: 2014-01-02 04:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-01-02 04:20 am (UTC)[So: between that and being outside-of-time, she's not it's a huge deal. She scoots closer, leans against him.]
It's alright if you don't.
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Date: 2014-01-02 04:27 am (UTC)[He would have cooked something. Later. He'll cook later. He makes a playful little growl and loops an arm around her.]
Gotcha. What are you gonna do now?
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Date: 2014-01-03 01:45 am (UTC)Guess I have to stay.
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Date: 2014-01-03 01:50 am (UTC)Love you, kid.
[Verbal fencing takes a lot of effort and he's only got so much of that right now. But he does. He's not sure if he'd mentioned in so many words-- probably, maybe.]
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Date: 2014-01-03 02:17 am (UTC)[She sighs, a soft, warm animal sound of simple contentment, comfort, trust. She's confirmed what she came here only hoping for, assuaged the worst of her worries. He's worn out, but he isn't out of sight, out of reach, resistant and irrevocable the way Magda had been. She thinks they'll be okay. And he's got her, after all.]
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Date: 2014-01-03 07:48 pm (UTC)It would have been different, if Sylvanas weren't already dead and in zero. It would have been different if he'd heard of anything at all happening. But he didn't, so this is how it is: he knocks on the door, calls through it. When there is no answer, he tries the handle and comes in.]
Riddick?
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Date: 2014-01-04 01:31 am (UTC)[Riddick's voice is rusty, like he's been asleep. He doesn't stir from where he's a heap of man and dog and blanket on his low mattress.]
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Date: 2014-01-04 01:42 am (UTC)Maybe not. The X5 closes the door behind him, concerned, and moves closer on quiet feet.]
I heard about breakfast. I'll handle it. But I don't understand.
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Date: 2014-01-04 01:45 am (UTC)[He almost says 'sick', but it's not like this is something a course of anti-b or anti-v is going to get him through. He's just out.]
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Date: 2014-01-04 01:50 am (UTC)It's hard. Almost too hard.]
Have you been sleeping? [Normally Riddick doesn't require much, but maybe he hasn't even been getting that.] Eating? [Stress causes a lot of strange reactions Ben doesn't understand, interruptions in routine and habit that are detrimental to health.]
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Date: 2014-01-04 01:56 am (UTC)[He sighs, feeling suddenly like there isn't enough oxygen, heaves in another breath. His words come out slow and staggered.]
Yeah, I've been sleeping.
Ben... you know how there's social situations. Mental dissonance. That's processed the same as physical pain in your head?
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Date: 2014-01-04 02:00 am (UTC)[It's the least of his worries, and this comes firmly. He can fill in here like he couldn't before, giving those he cares about a break when he can without repercussions.
The sigh focuses him, though, and he comes to a lightly balanced crouch beside where Riddick is, attentive behind his blank expression.]
Yes.
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Date: 2014-01-04 02:02 am (UTC)And I'm .. real tired.
So many of my family've been hurt, Ben. I'm never there. Never stop it.
I can't go out right now.
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Date: 2014-01-04 02:03 am (UTC)I understand.
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Date: 2014-01-04 03:25 am (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2014-01-07 09:51 pm (UTC)Can I bring you anything? Do anything?