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Nick Hollis; Peter Pan (never_old) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-04-04 17:37:00

Entry tags:

cinderella, peter pan, red riding hood

Who: Boyd and Nick and added Hannah!
What: Nick wants to help Boyd.
Where: 1007 to start
When: Immediately following this
Warnings: Crazy talk? Possible drug references? Nick may awkward you to death?

Nick hadn't really known what to tell Boyd. He had never been given much a chance to offer anyone real comfort, even Evie had rarely needed any comforting. Venturing out the door and down the stairs seemed like a feat on a good day, but talking with Boyd had picked at the corner of his brain he didn't like being awoken.

He took his Seroquel like clockwork before poking his head in to see Evie. She had her headphones on, so he didn't bother her. He'd just leave a note that he stuck on the fridge and grabbed his sketchbooks from the hospital. If they were going to talk, it was best he brought what really said all he could about the hospital.

He took the stairs to the tenth floor and looked for 1007. Fidgeting with the hem of his shirt for a moment, Nick took deep, calming breaths before he was able to knock on Boyd's door.

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ex_sanguine300
2010-04-05 12:35 am UTC (link)

She didn't bother dressing to make an impression on Nick. It was out of the ordinary for her, not hiding behind her looks. But the girl who opened the door for him looked exactly like Boyd felt: Like a woman not yet in her 20s who had lost control of everything somehow.

She was wearing a pair of drawstring pajama pants with bunnies on them and a white baby tee, and her long, red hair was in two braids down her back. The only thing remarkable about her appearance was the circles beneath her eyes and the drugged state of her pupils. She didn't even bother shoving the box of prescription medicines into the top drawer when Nick knocked.

Maybe it was finally time to be open with someone?

She tugged the door open, hand on the frame, cheek pressed to her hand, and she smiled at him. He was young, very close to her age, but maybe a little older. And he had kind eyes.

"Hey, honey," she said softly, and she looked over his shoulder for any haunts that would be visiting along with him.

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never_old
2010-04-05 02:34 am UTC (link)

"Hi," Nick replied awkwardly. For some reason, he didn't picture Boyd to look like this. Everyone was always older in his head. More mature. She looked young, but worn down. Pretty, though, a pretty that Nick itched to draw the smile she had on her face.

He gave her an imitation of a smile back, as if he didn't know how to tug his mouth up in the expression. Over his shoulder was the ghastly haunt of a middle-aged woman who hung close against his back.

"May I come in?" Nick asked, polite as ever.

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ex_sanguine300
2010-04-05 03:28 am UTC (link)

His mother, she assumed, and she smiled at the haunt, welcoming. Ever since Red, she'd been able to get more off the ghosts, and they seemed to get more off her. She hoped the reassuring smile would put the woman at ease, let her wander away from them.

She looked back at him, and she gave him a tired (but genuine) smile, closing her fingers around the hem of his shirt and tugging him into the apartment. The action gave him a glimpse of what she was normally like, even if it was still reserved (for her).

"That's an invitation, honey," she said, letting the door close behind him.

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never_old
2010-04-05 03:51 am UTC (link)

The haunt backed off to let Nick be pulled into the apartment. Nick's eyebrows shot up towards his hairline as she tugged him in to her apartment. Even the rare bold move threw him off guard for a moment, leaving him looking a little flustered.

"Oh. Well. Okay," he stumbled out his words. He looked around the apartment, just scanning a little. "..You have a really nice place, Boyd."

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ex_sanguine300
2010-04-05 03:58 am UTC (link)

She smiled more genuinely when she realized the tug had thrown him off. Not a lot of contact, then, for Peter Pan. She didn't know why, honestly. He was adorable, and she tugged again on the shirt, walking him backward all the way to the floral couch under the window. "Thanks. It's real girly," she admitted, looking around at all the floral and white. "But it's mine, and that's nice."

She curled her legs beneath her, and she reached forward a hand to push his dark hair from his eyes. "Hey," she said quietly with an honest, non-threatening smile.

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never_old
2010-04-05 04:16 am UTC (link)

"I like it. I don't think it's that girly. I draw a lot of flowers like that," he gestured a little to the pattern on the couch as she lead him. He didn't protest that either.

Nick smiled another hesitant smile as she pushed his hair from his eyes. Sometimes it was easier to hide behind that. "Hi." he replied, "Sorry I'm...they had a lot of rules. Bout touching and cause they thought I'd go violent if anybody touched me so..sorry."

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ex_sanguine300
2010-04-05 04:22 am UTC (link)

She tipped her head, but she didn't stop from brushing the black locks back. Boyd was affectionate, and nothing was going to change that. "There wasn't much touching in the woman's wards," she admitted, "but I was never violent. Just visual hallucinations is all," she admitted. "Why'd they think you were violent?" she asked, scooting forward a tiny bit, her knees against the side of his thigh. She didn't acknowledge personal space; she never had.

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	never_old 2010-04-05 04:25 am UTC (link)
	"Cause I attacked Jack, I think. Well, it wasn't Jack. He's Hook," Nick explained. It made sense for Peter Pan to attack Hook, except to anyone else it was unwarranted. "I was...sure he was going to hurt everyone. Made sense to fight a pirate, I guess." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_sanguine300 2010-04-05 04:27 am UTC (link)
	"That happened when you were ten?" she asked, leaning her cheek against the back of the couch lazily and listening, her gaze a little unfocused, movements just a little slow. "He must have been around twenty then. What happened, honey?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

never_old
2010-04-05 04:37 am UTC (link)

He's seen girls like Boyd before in group therapy. Her gaze reminded him of the hospital, which was almost comforting. She at least was on the same page as he was in some way. Tentatively, Nick reached out to take her hand with a a little squeeze.

"Yeah I was ten," Nick nodded, "I gave everyone a fright. They got me to a hospital and then I just...never came home. I didn't stop seeing my fairies til a few years in to it. Then I came here and it all came back."

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ex_sanguine300
2010-04-05 04:41 am UTC (link)

She smiled when he took her hand, because it felt like a touch from a kindred soul, someone who didn't want her to save him, someone who maybe understood what things had been like for her.

"I never stopped seeing things," she admitted. "There, here, other places. I did all sorts of things to try and chase what I saw away, but it wouldn't go." She tugged his hand up, held her own palm against his and measured it against hers, letting the comforting silence fill the room for a second. "You ever wonder if it's true? If you're seeing things like they say? Or if it's really there? Even being here, being whatever we are, I still wonder some. If no one else can see it, is it real?"

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never_old
2010-04-05 04:51 am UTC (link)

"What do you see?" he was curious to know what she had seen. "When I'd really...see a lot of things. They'd lead me places, that was the real problem too. I'd follow where the fairies would and scare the hell out of my family."

He looked at how big his hand was in comparison to hers before he bent his fingers down to clasp her hand. "Sometimes I do. Worse after the...weird Saturday thing. I saw Tinkerbell and I felt like I was back where I was before everything else." He shrugged his shoulders, "Never flew before though, so I assume that was real.."

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ex_sanguine300
2010-04-05 04:57 am UTC (link)

"Dead folks," she said easily. "Seen them ever since my momma got killed along with my daddy when I was ten. Then my grandmother when I was twelve. After Saturday they talk to me, which I guess makes some sense, what with Little Red Riding Hood," she admitted, stretching her fingers in his grasp before settling them against his again and giving him a sweet smile, then holding up her other hand.

It was exceptionally simplistic; the sort of touch adults really wouldn't think to do, but it was something she didn't have to think about. It was contact for the sake of contact, and it was easy to focus on, even through the drugs; safe.

"I would be real scared if you were my kin and you went missing like that," she admitted. "They wanna take you off to Neverland? The fairies?" she asked, adding, "they got room for one more?"