|Jack "JD" Stevenson (jd_stev) wrote in destructionisle,|
@ 2019-07-11 19:18:00
|Entry tags:||!complete, !july ac, !thread, ian marsh, jd stevenson|
Who: Ian and JD
What: "Who are you? Who am I?"
When: July 5th, afternoon
Where: Medical Center and then Ian's apartment in the Barracks
Rating: Mid - mentions of PTSD, dark times and nudity
With another early shift over JD went to the guard’s change room to get out of his uniform and into the gym clothes which he had packed. As he wasn’t rostered on to patrol today - a job that was almost always done with Ian - and instead had to do guard duty around the Lighthouse which was a boring job in itself, most of the residents rarely ventured there and those that did mostly came for a look at the view before leaving again, no trouble and nothing to make this day different than any other.
After a change of clothes he waited around, Ian shouldn’t be that much longer as virtually all shifts were timed to start and finish at the same time, JD was actually running a bit late because of the walk back from the lighthouse so it surprised him that his friend was not waiting for him. He was looking forward to a good session in the gym, he always did when he had done a shift that involved little movement, get those stagnant muscles pumping again. Fifteen minutes passed. Twenty. This was definitely not like Ian, if he was going to be late he’d send a message, tardiness was not in his vocabulary.
He ended up giving it half an hour (just to be sure) before he left, someone in this building would’ve seen Ian, surely. He walked down the corridor to the assignment’s room and gave a quick knock on the door, “Hey. You haven’t seen Marsh around have you?”
“Didn’t you hear? He collapsed earlier and they took him to medical.” The other guard informed him.
JD’s stomach dropped and his heart began to beat faster, it took all of his willpower to not just hightail it then and there. “Uh… thanks, I’ll go see how he is.” He replied, offering a smile before he walked - be it briskly - from the building towards the small hospital. God, what had happened to Ian?