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Tweak says, "it's 4am on the west coast"

Cassidy Turner (1stbornextreme) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-08-17 00:46:00

Entry tags:

cassidy turner, sable skwigelf, soren skwigelf

Who: Soren, Sable, & Cass, with a possible Marnie somewhere.
What: Uh. Not good things, that's for certain.
Where: The Wolfpack's London residence
When: Nowish
Warnings: If you don't like seeing little fluffy jerkwads yelling at poetspawn, this wouldn't be for you.

Cassidy was pacing the length of the living room like a caged wildcat. He was wearing his gloves, and in them, his fingers flexed into fists and loosened once more, only to repeat the process. Soren was able to hear him mentally reciting the Fibonacci sequence, and he was well into it. His breath was tight and huffed out in little growls of anger. Around his shoulders, Henn's Shadow, Kitten draped like a rather strange boa. It was to Kitten's credit that he wasn't completely livid. He was waiting for Sable to show up. He was fucking done with playing around. He'd learned just earlier that his fears were true, that in some way, Sable was using Henn to get back at Soren. To stab Cass in the back. And that wouldn't fly with him. Not because it was against him, but because it was Henn that she was hurting. He couldn't care less about his own pain at this point. What mattered was that she was being a two-faced bitch over all of this.

She had to be gone. Now. Preferably without his having to confront her, physically.

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twiceloved
2009-08-17 07:03 am UTC (link)

Soren was curled up on the couch, knees to his chest, forehead to knees. He didn't have to watch Cass to know how he was moving; he'd seen him worked up enough to know how he was pacing, to be familiar with the amount of paces each side. He could hear Cass in his head, counting as loud as if he were yelling, and Soren felt himself rocking slightly.

It was all so fucked, and Soren didn't even know how it had gotten to that point. He didn't know much, but he did know that when his husband wanted to smack his wife and when Henn was Backstage trying not to explode herself or anyone else - things were too fucked up to save. So he'd thrown up, splashed cold water on his face, and sat down on the couch. His own Shadow, Snuggles, was burrowed in his hair, mostly unseen.

	twiceloved 2009-08-17 07:49 am UTC (link)
	He breathed hard and shook his head. "It's - it's a puzzle, Sable, and I think somewhere along the line some of the pieces got lost. I can't fix it. I just... " He breathed hard, wiped his cheek on his knee and avoided her eyes. "Don't mistake this for me not loving you. I don't think I could stop. I just. You can hate me. For giving up. You can be mad at me, okay?" (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-08-17 09:56 am UTC (link)
	"No!" Soren's eyes went wide, and he bit his lip. He knew how upset Sindre would be to see him hurt and crying. "Not - let me wipe my eyes. I don't want him to be upset too." He sniffled and bit his lip, leaning heavily against Cass, unwilling and unable to move for the time being. (Reply to this)

	1stbornextreme 2009-08-17 10:11 am UTC (link)
	"I forgive you, Soren. I love you. I'm going to call Sadako now. Do you need help up onto the couch? I'll be right here." Cassidy murmured, brushing the backs of his knuckles against the younger man's jaw. "I know you'll be fine. You just need some rest. We all need rest." (Reply to this)

	twiceloved 2009-08-17 10:15 am UTC (link)
	He nodded, wrapping his arms around Cass' neck so he could stand up. He shuffled over toward the couch with Cass, falling to his side and curling up. "We'll get through this. All four of us. We'll be fine." (Reply to this)