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Tweak says, "In what world is this low pulp"

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
2009-01-12 10:36 pm UTC (link)

Andy heard Gray cry out softly and then continue on as Andy dabbed the towel gently against the little boy's back to mop up the loosened blood that had been dried onto his skin.

"Oh, God...dude, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I know it hurts and I know I promised I wouldn't hurt you..." Andy breathed, feeling his heart break all over again. "Essential pain, I swear, I swear. Almost done, Gray, I promise, I'm so sorry..."

He tossed the towel aside, next and reached for the gauze. Then, he paused. "Uh...maybe I should let 'em breathe for a bit..." he said, more to himself than to Gray. He hesitated and then set the gauze back in the first aid kit. Rose would know, he hoped, what to do, but for now, he'd let them alone, because he'd been the bad guy long enough for one day as far as he was concerned. He stood and crossed behind Gray, heading for his personal stash and stopped again. If he was leaving the gashes open to the air, he probably shouldn't be smoking while in the same room. So, he paced for a moment and then asked Mirage for a couple of sodas which almost immediately materialized on the dresser where the plate of fish had been.

"Here," he said, crossing his bedroom again and snatching up the bottles, holding one out to Gray. "Hope Dr Pepper's okay...I think the room knows it's my favorite one, so it just always shows up," he explained a little apologetically before taking a seat on the floor, Indian style, in front of Gray. "I'm done, I'm not gonna do anything else until Rose comes, okay? So, go ahead and have your fish. I have a feeling that if you want it bad enough and think it hard enough, it'll keep refilling the plate until you don't want anymore."

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notbrokenyet
2009-01-12 10:44 pm UTC (link)

Gray sat there trembling for a bit, crying silently before peering at the bottle of soda. He cautiously took it and opened it. Giving the liquid a quick sniff he took a sip and despite the pain seemed to brighten at the flavor.

The boy gathered his plate back to him and settled into eating again, picking morsels up with his fingers and chewing and swallowing them quick. At the moment the food distracted him from his pain.

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