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Tweak says, "Yes, my child?"

notbrokenyet (notbrokenyet) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-09 21:49:00

Current mood:	cold
Entry tags:	andy gallagher, arrival, complete, day 28, gray harkness, rose tyler

Gray Arrives
Who: Gray Harkness and OTA
When: Day 28
What: Gray arrives to Mirage
Rating: PG-13 at the most. (I'm hoping)
Status: Complete

Gray could hardly see for the pain from his beating for stealing food as a guard shoved him into his cell for the night. Oh he had known better, he really had, but the little scrap of fish left from his owners' extravagant dinner mixed with not eating anything for nearly three days made him abandon his training for that brief second. What made the beating particularly sting is that he hadn't even gotten the morsel to his mouth. So along with his stomach cramping from hunger his back was now bloody and raw and the offending hand broken.

The young boy curled up on the hard rock floor and cried silently, wondering if anyone would ever come to rescue him. "Mama...Papa...Big Brother....Where are you?" He whispered, closing his eyes and trying to sleep despite the discomfort and pain.

He dreamt of Boeshane and its night time chill, the scent of it ocean air and the sounds of home. It was a bitter sweet dream one that lead to confusion when he woke up to a bitter cold. Gray slowly opened his eyes and looked around in utter surprise and loss as he stared out at a field of snow in front of him and buildings behind him.

Where in the Universe was he?

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brain_ninja
2009-01-10 01:38 pm UTC (link)

Andy was headed toward the snow fort again. It seemed just as good a place as any to get high; better even, maybe, because when Andy smoked, he smoked a lot and he had no idea whether the other people in his building would be able to smell it...and if they could, whether they'd be mad. Plus, there was the added bonus of the fact that, come on, it was a snow fort. How cool was that?

As he trudged through the snow, bowl in one pocket with his lighter and his bag of weed in the other, he noticed a small figure out in the snow. When he drew nearer, he noticed it looked like a child. Raising an eyebrow, Andy called out to him. "Hey, kid, it's cold outside. You should get a coat or something before you come out and play in the snow. You're gonna catch a cold."

It made sense to him, anyway. Unless he was a newcomer. Andy paused and then walked up to the kid. "Hey, are you new?" The look on the child's face suggested that he was a little lost...if not a lot lost. Andy shrugged off his coat and shivered, holding it out to the little guy. "Here, man, let's get you inside and figure it out, okay?"

Andy didn't really know much about kids, but he knew that this one was way too skinny, shivering, and scared. The least he could do was get the kid indoors and warmed up and then maybe pass him off to someone who knew anything at all about kids. This, to say the least, was not Andy's forte...

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notbrokenyet
2009-01-11 02:50 am UTC (link)

Gray had jumped when he first heard the man's voice, wincing as his back protested the movement. He swallowed thickly tensing with fear as the man came closer, bowing his head.

Good slaves are never to look up at their superiors...

Gray frowned fearfully as that voice echoed in his head and nearly jumped out of his skin when a jacket suddenly flapped in front of him. He looked up slightly, heart pounding against his ribs as he started to reach for it slowly and cautiously. Gray grabbed the fabric and studies the man with a look of suspicion before taking it. After a moment he struggled painfully to put it on, in tears once the coat settled onto his shoulders.

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