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Bruce Banner ([info]isalwaysangry) wrote in [info]doors,
@ 2014-03-26 22:16:00
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[Ash and Dair]



[Dair was door side more often than not these days, but the strange part was, as much as he did go there, it felt like it was fading. Like he was being stretched and his thoughts weren't running into Bruce's anymore. Not the way the scientist did when he shut doors on Dair to keep him out of his business, but the start of silence. It was funny because a long time ago he thought silence in his head was normal. Still he let that go because Bruce was saving lives. And there was escapism in that. In being someone else so he didn't have to deal with the madness that was becoming his real life.

That led to him missing a few things and then when he actually checked his phone, dreading it, he saw the details about Ash. He planned on going straight to Neil to see how he was feeling, but he went to Ash first. Dair talked to the doctors when he got there and then parked himself in a chair next to her bed. She was sleeping; from the amount of injuries she sustained, she'd be doing a lot of that. He wasn't sure how long he was there, enough that his back had a twinge in it, but he ignored his phone and stared at her vitals. ]

Fuck. How did we get here? [He mumbles to himself, changing his position in the chair, rubbing a hand across his unshaven jaw. He is going to make sure he's there, whenever she wakes up.]



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