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

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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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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-11 10:48 am UTC (link)
It didn't go unnoticed by Andy that the little guy wouldn't look up at him. Or that he was really, really skittish. The child looked like he was in pain as he tried to put on Andy's coat and started to cry once it was on. Andy had seen this once before. On TV on one of those stupid Lifetime movies, but he'd seen it. This kid had been being abused and if Andy had to take a guess, he'd guess Mirage had ganked the kid just in time...or maybe just a tiny bit too late.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, buddy," he said and hadn't realized that he'd used the mind thing until he heard his own voice echo in his head. It had been reflexive. Maybe because Andy subconsciously realized that it was the only way to get through to him. When he spoke again, though, he made a conscious effort not to use the mind thing. Not if he didn't have to. "Come on, let's get out of the cold, buddy, okay?" he asked, holding a hand out to the kid.

He paused. "My name is Andy. What's yours?"

Andy thought for a moment and remembered that Sidney had written in her journal asking for help after having found a kid. Rose had been one of the ones to reply, he remembered that, and he rememebered, too, that Rose had specifically mentioned having experience with kidnapping. He thought very hard about replying to her to ask his own question and hoped that it showed up on the page.

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[info]notbrokenyet
2009-01-11 09:06 pm UTC (link)
Gray tensed then actually looked up in surprise when the voice echoed in his head and moved back slightly when the man offered his hand. The boy studied the offered appendage cautiously until he asked his name.

Gray lowered his gaze and answered mechanically as if by route. "I'm an object...I don't have a name."

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