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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 11:35 pm UTC (link)
"God, no!" Andy gasped. He crouched down in front of Gray and looked him in the eye. "No one will hurt you here, least of all me. If someone ever tries to, you just let me know and I'll kick their butts, okay?" he asked, smirking slightly at his own use of gentler words than he'd normally have used.

Andy's smirk fell away at Gray's response. Blood? Jesus... "That's okay, buddy, don't worry about it," Andy replied. "I have lots of clothes and a shower up in my room. I'm gonna take you there first, if that's okay. You can take a nice, warm bath, if you want, and we'll get you some clean, dry clothes. And...clean up your cuts so they don't get all infected," he said awkwardly, assuming that there had to be some, if Gray was worried about getting blood on him. "Here, just put your arms around my neck and hang on until I stand up again, and then I'll do all the work, okay?"

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[info]notbrokenyet
2009-01-11 11:50 pm UTC (link)
Gray couldn't keep eye contact with the man but saw his expression. "I'm not worth beating anyone over." Gray murmured softly. He looked up slightly looking a tab more scared at the man's idea.

Normally when someone brought him to a private room he came out hurting worse...But the man seemed to want to honestly help him so nodded and wrapped his arms around Andy's neck, right hand holding tightly to his left elbow. His left hand is bruised, obviously swollen, and just a little misshaped.

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