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June 6th, 2013


[info]hemlockandhoney in [info]doorslogs

Who: Cerise & Ian
What: Reunions; all things creepy, tearful, and fuzzy
Where: Cerise's motel room
When: After this
Warnings: na

( It's okay, little one. You don't have to be frightened anymore. )
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[info]pesadilla in [info]doorslogs

Who: The Cat
What: A discovery and a question
Where: Home that is not home; Wonderland
When: Shortly after this.
Warnings/Rating: None.

( How obscene was the cleverness of children, of boys turned girl. )
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[info]playforkeeps in [info]doorslogs

Who: Seven & Liam (Part I of II)
What: A cry for help
Where: A shitty motel > Seven's house
When: Backdated a month, after this.
Warnings/Rating: Language, some painful fluff.


( So it was that he was left alone, a fractured soul in the cab of his own truck - a man that clutched at his head as he drew each shuddering breath. A broken man, maybe, but he would be strong for the one he loved. )
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[info]playforkeeps in [info]doorslogs

Who: Seven & Liam (Part II of II)
What: A cry for help
Where: A shitty motel > Seven's house
When: Backdated a month, after this.
Warnings/Rating: Language, some painful fluff.

( The hairs on the back of his neck stood up on end, his shirt sticking to his chest and back with the cold sweat that had crept up and over him. Panic. Sheer, unadulterated panic. It swelled in his chest, tight and cold, breath pulled in short little gasps that were hardly enough oxygen to soothe his aching lungs. )
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[info]playforkeeps in [info]doorslogs

Who: Louis & Seven
What: Looking for a friend
Where: Neil's place at the Aria
When: Backdated, a day or so after this.
Warnings/Rating: Rudeness?

( A muscle worked in Seven’s jaw, and his gaze was a weary thing. He chose not to mention the fact that he felt like his chest might collapse in on itself if he didn’t talk to Sam, if she didn’t tell him how to stop being a selfish fuck and just be there for Liam. )
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