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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-13 03:18:00

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!complete, andy gallagher, day 04, location: church, luna lovegood

Day Four - Early Morning
Who: Andy Gallagher and Luna Lovegood
Where: The Church
What: Luna tries to make Andy feel better
When: Early morning
Rating: TBA but probably no more than PG or PG-13
Status: Complete

By the time the morning light roused Andy from his drug-induced slumber, he was so far gone, still, that he didn't even remember having fallen asleep at all. The second he realized that fact, his eyes shot open and he sat up quickly, looking around for Luna. Had he passed out on the job or had it been his turn to sleep?

The movement, however, made his stomach turn in protest. He needed more food in there, he thought, to keep the stupid Vicodin from making him feel awful. Go figure the very thought of food makes me wanna puke...why's it always work that way? he wondered idly.

Andy was lightheaded, groggy, and sick. ...but his leg felt pretty awesome, so that was a plus, and he'd all but forgotten the pain in his ear. If only the Vicodin could turn back time and keep Andy from saying and doing stupid things, that would've been ideal. No such luck, though, he was sad - but not surprised - to find.

Without giving himself a chance to really look around for Luna, Andy laid back again and rolled onto his side, moaning, mouth drawn down into a frown of discomfort. "Luna?" he called out pathetically, rather than look for her. She'd answer if she was there and if she wasn't...

Well, he'd cross that bridge when he got there. He just really hoped he never got there.

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luna_llena
2009-04-18 05:29 am UTC (link)

There seemed to be some wavelength between them that neither seemed to be on at the same time, with miscommunications lying between upon it lurking like asps in the grass. Waiting to bite. It was something that had to change, an adapt or fade scenario, a worrying concept.

It was practically a given that Luna Lovegood was a creature of her own world, not simply the Wizarding world, but a contained and dreamy place within her own mind. A retreat and a safe haven, at times when the actual physical world grew to be too much. Not a place she could stay completely within for any length of time, her attention could be pulled out of it. By people, both friendly and malicious, by the outside world intruding into her own little internal buffer zone.

A quick retreat into the temporary safety, although she did not quite realize that he really was trying to explain, but she was too wrapped up in the thin mental protection to hear.

Instinct had been carved and molded into a shape just a fraction differently than when she had been younger. The forest was what she sought, the sky and the trees. Luckily, for her needs, but not for Andy's, the forest surrounded the church, and it was easy to melt into the scrub bushes and tall trees. Forests were dangerous at night, and the deep forest was never safe, she knew well enough. During the day it was too easy to forget that she was far from the familiar Forbidden Forest or of the long safe forest that grew near her home.

Her mother had brought her there as a babe, and then a small child, and showed her the favorite clearing inside the embrace of the forest. Another that Luna had visited many times lay within the forest around Hogwarts. One close enough to bring back fond but fading memories of a beautiful blonde woman with eyes that Luna saw in the mirror when she looked in a reflective surface. Of the soft smell of blue bells and of the sound of a voice that grew dimmer and dimmer with each use of the fraying memory.

The blonde did not look back at the man following as she slipped into a place far more dangerous than it looked. Long hair streaming behind her in curls that caught the barest hints of sunlight that could fight their way through the thick clouds. Disappearing into the dark treeline.

Luna needed to think, to lick any wounds she might have, no matter how minor, needed to try to understand on her own. Solace, the sky, the trees, being on her own was what she knew.

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brain_ninja
2009-04-19 05:01 am UTC (link)

Andy was only able to make it as far as the tree line of the forest before the same sort of fear he'd felt seeing Tracy standing on the edge of the dam only managed to add to his already slightly crippled state. His own cowardice not only astounded, but infuriated him, because if there was one place he did not want Luna to be alone, it was the forest. Especially if the reason she was there was something he'd said.

Even if he wanted to - which only half of him didn't - he couldn't have navigated through the brush with his leg throbbing the way it was and his brain still muddled from the Vicodin. So, all he could do was stand outside the line of trees with a furrowed brow. "Luna, please come out," he called out pathetically. "I'll do anything, okay? I'll pack up my shit and leave the church, if you want, just please come back out of there."

Whether she could hear him or not, he didn't know, and even if she could, whether she'd listen or not was an even bigger question. But, if anything happened to her while she was off in the woods alone because he had said the wrong thing at the wrong time, Andy didn't think he could handle the fallout that would follow. "Look, you don't even have to talk to me if you don't want to, okay? And I'm sorry that you misunderstood what I said..." he went on, hoping she could hear him. "But I didn't mean what you thought I did. I really, really didn't, because I wouldn't take it back and I wouldn't want to." He paused and ran a hand through his hair in a nervous and frustrated gesture. "Just...come back out, please?"

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