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Tweak says, "heh"

William Anthony Biggs-Turner (britishice) wrote in badwater_rpg,
@ 2009-01-25 16:15:00

Entry tags:

emily cauldwell, january, william biggs-turner

Who: William, OPEN
What: Escaping for a little while
Where: A park
When: Saturday afternoon
Rating: PG-13 for a pity party

It had been hard getting out of the house. Harder even to get himself bundled up enough to get out of the house but finally he did, rolling onto the porch. Brendan was bound to come after him if he didn't move as quickly as possible, but since the man was in the bathroom he had at least a little time. That, and Brendan couldn't stop him. He wanted to leave, so he was going to leave. He swallowed hard and held onto the railing, hoisting himself up, holding it with one arm to keep himself from falling. It was like doing a pull up, with the useless weight of his legs. Quickly he reached out and knocked the chair down the stairs, glad it landed upright. Then he lowered himself down and slid down each stair. No, it wasn't glamorous nor was it graceful but it was a way to get out. Once he was at the bottom he used the chair to pull himself up, grimacing as he felt his stitches about to rip.

However he managed to get settled before they did and with gloved hands propelled his wheel chair forward. With a heavy sigh he just wheeled along, trying to ignore the anxious feeling he had. Right then he was extremely vulnerable and he knew it, but couldn't do a thing about it. All he knew was that he didn't want to go home. He didn't want to face Brendan. Relationships were so stupid and he was so bad at them just because he was too stubborn and too selfish. When he wanted to hug Brendan he pushed him away; when he wanted to say 'I love you' he said 'fuck off' or something along those lines.

Getting to the park he stopped on the smooth path near a tree, feeling a bit tired. After getting down the stairs and back into his wheel chair, while also wheeling quite a few blocks down, it wasn't a surprise he felt out of breath. So he just tilted his head back and stared at the sky, feeling useless.

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unscathed
2009-01-24 10:38 pm UTC (link)

Emily hadn't planned on stopping to talk to anyone. She was just going to run her life away as she often did when she was upset. It was easy to forget about all the shit going on in your life when you focused on the steady sound of your footsteps. 1, 2. 1, 2. 1, 2. When Emily ran she just thought of putting one foot in front of the other. There was no time to worry about Gabe and Alena or Dylan and Evan or even Peter Kelly and Charles Elkins.

But when a face she recognized from the paper came into view, her steps slowed not long after she'd begun, and she hesitantly made her way over to him. The author Dylan had stabbed in the back was sitting there in his wheel chair, looking completely exhausted and none to happy. She supposed that was fairly realistic, given that an eighteen year old had just (apparently) paralyzed him from the waist down. "Hey," she greeted. "William Biggs, right? You okay?"

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britishice
2009-01-24 10:47 pm UTC (link)

He was too caught up in his thoughts to see or hear the approaching young woman until the last minute. Obviously startled he looked at her, trying to gauge if she was a friend or an enemy. Really she looked familiar but he couldn't quite place her. Had he seen her anywhere near Elkin's office? Probably not. Huh. With a wrinkled forehead he regarded her, confused by her question before realizing what she had asked and that she knew his name.

Probably from that damned newspaper that had run the article while he was still in a coma. Now everyone knew exactly who he was, not just his pen name. The name had been put to a face and the fact had been given a location.

"Yes." He answered slowly, licking his lips. "I'm fine. Just...I'm fine." At first he was going to tell the truth but remembered it was best not to appear weak to strangers. "Who are you?"

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unscathed
2009-01-24 11:09 pm UTC (link)

"Sorry, I guess it's a bit strange- approaching you like this." She wasn't entirely sure why she had, but she had a feeling it had something to do with wanting to fully understand the damage Dylan Hayes had caused. The paralysis was obvious, of course, but she was sure it had taken other tolls on his life as well.

"I'm Emily Cauldwell," she said extending a petite hand. "I heard about what happened to you." She hesitated before adding, "About what ...Dylan did to you."

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britishice
2009-01-24 11:16 pm UTC (link)

"You believe he actually did it, then?" William knew for sure and obviously so did Brendan but for everyone else it was up in the air. He'd refused to make a statement, refused a criminal investigation so there wasn't anything to go on. "He tell you about it?" A pause before, "I recognize your name. You healed Dylan, did you not? When he had HIV." William kept his voice down, making it only loud enough for her to hear.

They didn't need anyone poking their noses in where they didn't belong, after all. Reaching up he took her hand in his own larger one, shaking it firmly.

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unscathed
2009-01-24 11:31 pm UTC (link)

"He denied it, of course, however I find it highly unlikely that a random hoodlum happened to stab you in the back at one of Dylan Hayes' swim meets," she answered quietly. "If I'm not mistaken, you weren't even robbed, were you?" Random stabbing? She thought not. "And it's fairly common knowledge that you and Dylan have history." Sexual history, specifically. "It's also fairly common knowledge among our lot that this isn't Dylan's first discretion."

She frowned as he brought up Dylan's HIV. "I didn't exactly have much choice in the matter. He had some persuasion on his side." She hesitated, eyeing his wheelchair. "Is it... permanent?"

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britishice
2009-01-24 11:39 pm UTC (link)

"No. Not robbed." However to be told people knew of his and Dylan's 'History' made his nose wrinkle with distaste. "Good to know my sex life is out in the open." Rolling his eyes he then rubbed them, his fatigue obvious. He hadn't slept well. Nightmares of dying kept him up at night.

"They tell me its not. Feels permanent, though." William shrugged a little and looked down at his legs. "They said I'll be able to walk again eventually. But even after the tissue heals I still have to go through months of physical therapy. I have to learn how to walk again."

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	unscathed 2009-01-24 11:47 pm UTC (link)
	Emily chuckled. "Not much is secret these days. We have a telepath on our side, among others." Speaking of Gabe made her chest tighten uncomfortably, but Emily did her best to seem unaffected as she forced her smile to stay in place. She hesitated at his response. "What if I were to tell you I knew someone who could help you? Physically, that is." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	britishice 2009-01-24 11:51 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh?" 'Their side'. A side Charles Elkins was probably quite interested in however William didn't mention that. Elkins wasn't really his problem anymore, even if he and Brendan sort of had the man's protection. Her statement didn't surprise him, since he knew all too well that their were healers in the group. "I'd say sign me up." he replied with a scoff. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

unscathed
2009-01-25 01:40 pm UTC (link)

She figured that would be his answer, and she cracked a small smile. "Well, I can't make you any promises just yet. I'll have to get it okay-ed and all that. It's likely to require a blood transfusion unless someone else is willing." She paused, eyeing him for a moment. "Of course you'll have the fact that you associated with Dylan working against you. He's not in everyone's highest graces, and evne though you've clearly dissociated yourself with him, still..." She trailed off. "I'll contact you once I've figured everything out."

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britishice
2009-01-25 02:02 pm UTC (link)

"Dylan is a psychopath who happened to be fun for a little while." He shrugged. "I don't see why everyone looks down on me for that. Especially those who don't know the whole story." Like the bit about Elkins. "But...alright. I'm willing to do just about anything to get out of this wheel chair."

He paused.

"Well, you can contact me over the boards. We should have a code word, though. Since I'm almost positive someone is watching even the private posts."

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	unscathed 2009-01-25 02:08 pm UTC (link)
	Emily eyed him for a moment, wondering if he did honestly deserve to be cured. He seemed completely unremorseful for how he'd used Dylan, though she was sure there was more to that entire ordeal than met the eye. Eitehr way, Dylan was a kid, and she didn't think he should have taken advantage of him like he had. "What did you have in mind?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	britishice 2009-01-25 02:13 pm UTC (link)
	William regretted what he'd done, certainly, but he didn't see the point in making remorseful poetry out of it. It was what it was and he had to deal with that in a grown up way. "How about you just say something like, 'I'd really like to read your new book' or something of the sort." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	unscathed 2009-01-25 07:34 pm UTC (link)
	Emily chuckled. "Well, I tell you what. If it's a go- I'll comment on how much I enjoy your character development." She paused. "Although I don't actually know anything about your books. Sorry. They've got characters, right? It's not a non-fiction?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	britishice 2009-01-25 11:03 pm UTC (link)
	"They have characters and its fine. I didn't write my book expecting everyone to read it." He studied Emily. "Why are you doing this? Not that I'm complaining in the least." (Reply to this) (Parent)