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losthunter) wrote2017-08-12 01:16 pm
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Thorn in the Garden of Life
Hunter paced his apartment, his phone in one hand, and a list of phone numbers in his other hand. He just got off the phone with Marcus, one of the six other people who had been given a gift by Kendra. And had learned that Marcus had been attacked by Austin.
Luckily, Marcus was able to get away, without any major side effects.
But Hunter was now worried about the others. And so he was making calls to everyone else who he had talked to, and warned them about Austin so they could stay safe.
And he knew it was time to face Austin again. But even though he felt like it was an emergency, Hunter knew that it would be better to make sure someone else came with him. He also knew exactly who he wanted to have by his side.
Jim. Austin attacked another person. I feel like I need to deal with this. Are you available to come with me?
Luckily, Marcus was able to get away, without any major side effects.
But Hunter was now worried about the others. And so he was making calls to everyone else who he had talked to, and warned them about Austin so they could stay safe.
And he knew it was time to face Austin again. But even though he felt like it was an emergency, Hunter knew that it would be better to make sure someone else came with him. He also knew exactly who he wanted to have by his side.
Jim. Austin attacked another person. I feel like I need to deal with this. Are you available to come with me?
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Hunter nods to a couple of large cups that are placed on the counter. "Could you pour the smoothies?"
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"What's in this, anyway?" he asks as he gets two glasses out of the cupboard.
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He pours the smoothies, wishing there was something else he could do to help, instead of just being a burden on Hunter. But he doesn't voice that, because he knows Hunter will just insist that he isn't, and then they'll just start the whole cycle of guilt all over again.
So instead, he acts as casually as he can manage. "So, what's the plan for today?"
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And he hates how they are getting stuck in that cycle of guilt too.
He raises an eyebrow at how casual Jim is pretending to be. "I have a few books that we could read."
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Reading is one of the few things that let him escape reality for a bit, both then and in previous hospital stays. He can only hope that such escapes will continue to be metaphorical. He smiles faintly back at Hunter. "I think I can handle that. I'm sure you've got something that won't... set me off."
Under normal circumstances, it'd be nice to just spend quiet time with a friend, without any pressures of command waiting for his attention. But he can also tell that Hunter isn't quite buying the everything-is-fine act either. "You holding up okay?"
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"I feel like I have all this pent-up anger and hostility. And I can't do anything about it." Mostly because he doesn't want to trigger any memories.
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He takes a sip of the smoothie, not really sure what to expect from either flavor or texture. It's enjoyable enough, even though it isn't coffee, but maybe having him handle steaming hot liquids right now isn't the best either. It'll do.
"The whole... fight-or-flight thing isn't helping." Jim's having enough trouble coming back to reality in the middle of some traumatizing shit and no longer having a target to punch or yell at, on his end of things. And to Hunter, he's sure that watching him struggle is just as frustrating, helpless to do anything to stop him from acting like he's lost his mind.
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He just never thought he would need to use those skills against Jim.
"I know... especially since we can't do either." There is no place for them to spar. And Hunter would agree that it is not the best idea right now. And due to Hermione's magic, they can't leave the apartment.
"When the curse is gone... maybe we should hit the boxing ring."
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He turns his attention to the breakfast pizza. It's unfamiliar, but pretty good, all things considered. Privately, he wonders if Hunter is trying to choose things that Jim probably doesn't have memories associated with, but if he is, that's a damn good idea. Aside from the ration bar incident, he hasn't had a freakout over food yet, and that was less because of specific foodstuffs and more just... regular old trauma response. The same shit he's occasionally had to deal with over the last thirteen years.
"Too bad you don't have a treadmill or two," he comments through a mouthful of pizza. "We could try to run it out."
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He has this nervous, angry energy after trying to help Jim through the curse. And he definitely needs a way to vent. And he doesn't want to break down, where he is just yelling for the sake of yelling.
"We should only have a few more hours of this thing..." And maybe the counter-curse on the jacket is working the way it should, and the curse will end sooner than what they were told.
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He shrugs. "But I have a general idea of what your triggers would be."
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"I know."
"I love you." He whispers, placing a kiss on Jim's forehead.
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And maybe it means something that Hunter's words don't prompt any particular memories either, that Jim has rarely heard such things growing up or since then. He's always been better at showing than telling, himself. "Even when I'm acting crazy, huh?"
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[if you wanted to do a quick flash-forward thread, I think that would be good. Just a general recap of the next couple of hours. And then closer to the end of the day, we can do a slow down again, when the curse has worn off]
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