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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-23 18:47:00

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

Day Four - Evening
Who: Andy Gallagher, Lexie Grey, and Luna Lovegood
Where: The Church
What: Andy's coming back down off the Ketamine
When: Early evening
Rating: TBA
Warning: Severe drug content
Status: Complete

It was sort of like...being in a dream world, only it was all fucked up. Webber was there and then he was gone. Tracy was still sitting in the back of the ambulance with the blanket wrapped around her, avoiding Andy's eyes, only this time they were loading Webber's fucking corpse in with her, completely neglecting the meat wagon parked a few feet away. She'd spared him a disdainful glance and turned to run a hand over the body bag.

Andy's breath kept catching in his throat, it felt like, and the room was spinning and spinning and fucking spinning...

He'd heard Lexie trying to tell him that it was normal; that it was just a bad trip and she'd cut herself off. His shut up command - which he'd meant to direct at Webber - it seemed, had hit her instead. And now he really had done it to her. Jesus, he was going to hell. He was going straight to Hell, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred--

"Are you fu-cking kidding me," he murmured as the church went black and lit up again in red. Luna in the goddamn dominatrix outfit and a pair of fuzzy handcuffs beckoning at him with one finger as a cheshire cat grin spread over her lips. Never mind the fact that Webber was standing behind her, grabbing at her tits from behind and definitely never mind the fact that there were two more of her on either side of Webber; one in the soaked, clinging, practically see-through sundress he'd met her in and one in the outfit she'd been wearing that morning. Both hanging off Webber like super whores or something.

Webber, himself, looked appropriately smug and Andy wanted to scream. Hell, he actually might have, for all he knew.

But the room kept spinning and spinning again and again and then Webber was gone and the freaking Luna parade were all pawing at him when the red light turned a blue-green and strobed annoyingly at him like he really was at a freaking rave. Lexie was still on the floor with the rest of him - whatever that meant, but it seemed to make sense at the time - holding his hand and staring at nothing he could pinpoint in particular. It was like she didn't even see him standing there over...himself... In any case, she'd stopped. It looked like she was holding some kind of a vigil and in his addled brain, he decided that the drug had killed him. This was Hell. ...it wasn't so bad except everytime he tried to touch the Lunas, they disappeared and reappeared like the way a ghost flickered in the movies. They were kissing and licking at his neck but he couldn't feel a fucking thing. Oh yeah. This was Hell.

"Fucking freaking out!" he screamed at Lexie and the Lunas and tried to shake them off, because really, they were effing useless if he couldn't touch them or feel them touching him, so they might as well back off so he could at least look at 'em. "If you killed me, Lexie, I swear to God I'll haunt you, I really really will..." he went on incoherently because, whoa, hey...he felt that when one of the Lunas made a strategically placed movement against him.

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brain_ninja
2009-05-05 12:06 pm UTC (link)

Andy was only slightly surprised that Luna agreed to stay with him, although he was fairly certain it was out of some sort of obligation or unnecessary sense of loyalty she felt toward him for whatever reason. It wasn't like he'd really done anything to make her want to stick around; not that he could think of, anyway. All he'd managed to do the whole time was create a mountain of miscommunications that made her uncomfortable or upset.

But then Lexie was getting up and he could tell she could feel the tension in the air and couldn't wait to get the hell out of there. He couldn't honestly blame her, when he thought about it. "Will do," he agreed to the doctor's order that he stay off the leg for the time being. With that, it seemed, she couldn't get out of the church faster and he was alone with Luna.

"Thanks for staying with me," he replied quietly, venturing a sidelong glance in her direction. He laid back down, then, staring up at the ceiling. He should explain to her what had happened earlier; what he'd actually meant that she'd taken the wrong way, but somehow right now didn't seem like a very good time to try it. So, he laced his hands behind his head and laid there in silence. The less he said, the less chance there was for him to make her upset again, the way he figured it.

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luna_llena
2009-05-05 02:02 pm UTC (link)

While it was about loyalty, it had little to do with obligation. Everything was muddled, confusing, but Luna still considered Andy at least her friend. However, she was not sure that he felt the same way in that regard.

To assure Lexie, Luna gave a nod, her usual bubbly ethereal nature fading into tired and jerky movements with little real thought behind them. "I will." The healer left, and despite the fact that she had faced much, much worse than a little tension between two people, the night loomed heavily ahead her to Luna's eyes.

"You are welcome," the blonde was looking out one of the stained glass windows to the darkening sky, colored behind images of Christopher and his friends. Entirely missing his glance, she only looked back at him after he had looked away again.

She had returned with little actual plan as to what could be said, to be clarified, and found herself even more entrenched in confusion. This 'Ketamine' was either a drug as they said it was, or it was simply another name for a curse. The thought put her and kept her on edge and uncomfortable, that there could be dark wizards out there, outside the church. As for what she had briefly considered could have been a misunderstanding, Andy said nothing to say that it had been.

So perhaps she had been correct, he had wanted to take back the kiss. There was little evidence offered to dispute it now. Luna was still not sure how she felt about the kiss in the first place, but if he wished it had never happened at all, she would put it out of her mind for good.

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brain_ninja
2009-05-05 02:17 pm UTC (link)

There was an uncomfortable, pregnant pause between the two of them, then, after Luna had responded to his gratitude and Andy continued to stare at the ceiling, his stomach still churning and his leg throbbing dully. "Thanks for helping Lexie, too," he added softly. Without looking at her, because he didn't think he could bear to see the discomfort on her face again, Andy let out a soft sigh. "And I'm sorry you had to see all of...that," he added awkwardly.

The fact that she'd not only seen him at his worst in the mornings, in unbearable pain, completely unaware of the world around him, and vomiting, but that she'd still stuck around probably should've been enough for Andy to realize that she cared, at least by some stretch of the word. He just couldn't find it in his heart to get his hopes up with it, regardless. It was easy enough for Andy to fathom the possibility that he was a disappointment to her, as it wouldn't have been a new experience for him and with each reoccurance he actually found himself less and less surprised and numb to the point of being almost completely unfazed by it. Andy was at a point in life where he was past the point of being emotionally affected by the disappointment he instilled in others. By now, if he continued to let that sort of thing bother him, he might never be happy. It was easier to smoke a bowl and pretend it didn't matter; that if he didn't care, it'd go away again. It was more difficult here than that, because he didn't have his bong or his stash and he couldn't just hide out in the back of his van. He still had to face her.

"I feel like shit," he muttered, closing his eyes. "I think," he said, too drained to have the proper reaction to the horrible noises outside, "I need to sleep. Can you take first shift watching? I hate to ask, but..." he let his voice trail off. If she said no, he'd fight to stay awake because it was only fair, but he had a feeling he'd have to find something to manage it and that wouldn't be pleasant - like maybe purposefully irritating the pain in his ear or, worse, his leg, just to keep from nodding off on the job.

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luna_llena
2009-05-08 03:53 am UTC (link)

It was not in her to tell him that she had seen far worse, not now. Too confused and not understanding of what was happening, mixed with edgings of fading terror that simply turned into her guard pulled high, Luna was not in a state to explain that things had been even worse years before. That the war had brought sights and memories that she had mostly banished from her nightmares. She nodded, but it was likely he did not see the small and jerky action.

Never in her confusion had Luna even flitted over the thought to be disappointed in Andy, never. Thrown completely off kilter by, worried for and by him, but not disappointed. Even as she feared that their friendship was slipping away from her with no clue as how to fix it, or even where to begin, but the witch never even considered that she even had the right to be disappointed in him. Let alone that she would, or why.

"Go to sleep," she finally spoke, after a long silence. "I will keep watch." While she understood him little, and understood that he wished to protect her even less, Luna was not a child. There was something stronger in her than she displayed freely, something steel within that small frame of pixie stix and floating thought. There might have been no wand tucked behind her ear that she could use to wield a shielding or disarming charm, but she could at least keep watch.

Call for reinforcement in the journals perhaps, if that was what was needed. She was scared and confused, but she could grip reality at least enough to do her best here.

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brain_ninja
2009-05-08 10:41 pm UTC (link)

A small smile, wan and tired, crossed Andy's lips and he finally ventured a look at Luna when she told him he should sleep; that she would keep watch. When I'm back in good shape, Luna, I'll pay you back the favor. I'll explain everything and fix it. I'll get us back where we were, just wait and see, he thought, but hadn't the guts to say. "Thank you," he said sincerely.

With a yawn and a small sigh, Andy stretched out a little further and closed his eyes. He probably wouldn't fall asleep right away, because he still had plenty of things running around in his mind and he was still a little out of it, but...

"Night, beautiful," he mumbled quietly as sleep started to take him much faster than for which he'd been prepared. A moment later, he was out like a light.

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luna_llena
2009-05-08 11:26 pm UTC (link)

"You're welcome Andy," Luna answered quietly back. With Andy sleeping on their makeshift bed, and feeling as if she needed physical space between them, the blonde young woman sat herself on one of the pews. On the opposite side of the fire, in fact, pulling her feet up to her chest as she kept her eyes open and her guard up.

Odd sounds echoed outside, making the witch get up to run into the other room to collect her journal. She came back, curling back up against the back of her pew. Scared and alone, the book and pen clutched in her hand, Luna Lovegood kept watch.

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