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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-02 01:08:00

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!complete, andy gallagher, day 02, location: church, luna lovegood

Day Two - Mid-afternoon
Who: Andy Gallagher and Luna Lovegood
What: Reuniting after their respective experiments
When: Mid-afternoon
Where: The church
Rating: TBA, probably G or PG
Status: Complete

By the time Andy had dragged his sorry self back up the road from the gym, his clothes were covered in mud and what would be drying blood if not for the rain. For all the times he'd had to stop and sit on the dirt road holding his hands over the leg wound and putting pressure there, he'd lost a lot of blood in the rain and a lot of it ended up on his clothes. He was tired and all he wanted to do was lay down and rest. Well, second to seeing for himself that Luna was all right. After he'd heard that she'd had an experiment as well, his panic and worry had gone off the scale.

He sat on the steps of the church for a few minutes, letting the rain wash out the wounds he'd refused to clean in the shower. Shit, if the water was going to be cold, anyway, what was the point of sticking around the gym and letting Martha potentially coddle him when all he wanted was to be back at the church and to see Luna again?

Finally, after what seemed like forever, he pulled himself to his feet and hobbled inside, closing the door behind him. His heart sank when he saw that Luna wasn't there. Heaving a sigh, too tired to change his clothes, he made his way to the front of the church and stood in front of the dying fire for a moment, striking another match and throwing it in to reignite it.

At every creak or sound, he looked hopefully over his shoulder for Luna, disappointed and even more worried with every passing sound that wasn't her. She had to come back soon, right? Sam had said she was all right, in the journals, and that he'd take care of her...all Andy could do now was trust that and wait.

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luna_llena
2009-04-02 01:19 am UTC (link)

The door creaked open eerily, like a hamster being strangled by a loan shark of a rabbit. With gray skies and pouring rain outside, it must have been quite creepy, even as a small blonde popped up in the doorway. Soaked nearly to the skin, but thankfully wearing a small boy's jean jacket over her clothes, Luna appeared like...well, like magic. Only minus any actual magic, sadly enough. Her wand would have been quite helpful in keeping her hair back and out of her face. As it was, she had used a small length of cord found in a pocket of the jacket to tie it back, which worked well enough.

Surprisingly cheerful for the situation, bandaged wrists and back and all, she skipped up the last step and into the mostly cold building. Luna never seemed to run unless there was something actively after her, otherwise her top speed was set on 'skip' mode.

Sam had met her at the gym, and walked her to the church steps, before saying he had to 'go do...something.' She had watched in amusement, because he had seemed somewhat flustered about whatever it had been, but just nodded when he said he would be back shortly. Not-Muggles were so strange at times, although she had to admit that she did not exactly understand either Muggles or Wizards all that well anyway. Oh well.

While Martha had explained that Andy would be fine, the witch had still been concerned about the possible condition he was in. Years ago she had seen far too much damage and injury to people she knew, and did not want her new friend who was actually nice to her to be among the number. "Afternoon Andy," she greeted, upon reaching where he stood. Just before she gingerly hugged him.

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brain_ninja
2009-04-02 01:33 am UTC (link)

Upon hearing another set of squeaks and creaks, Andy willed himself to stare dejectedly at the fire. Whipping his head around at every sound was giving him a headache and he didn't think he could handle any more disappointment, anyhow.

Although, the creaking continued and drew closer, so finally, Andy turned. And there she was. His breath caught in his throat for a second, but she looked far better off than he was and he relaxed. Goddamn, he was glad to see her face again. Giving her a relieved smile as she greeted him, Andy licked his lips and dipped his head slightly. "Afternoon, Luna," he replied, looking up just in time for her to wrap him in a hug.

Closing his eyes and trying not to wince at the dull pain at her hair brushing against his injured ear or the tug of protesting muscles in his ribs, he hugged her back in earnest and moved one hand gingerly to the back of her head. "Jesus, I'm glad to see you," he breathed as he opened his eyes again. As much as he didn't want to let go, it hurt too much to hold on and so his hand slid away from her head and to her arm, pulling away and looking down at her, his eyes searching hers. "You're really okay?" he asked, unresolved worry still etched on his face.

After a pause, Andy leaned down and, chickening out at the last minute, pressed his lips to her cheek before covering his awkwardness by pulling her into another hug, ignoring the throbbing in his ribs. This one was shorter-lived and when he pulled away again, he held her arms gently in his hands and looked her in the eye. "I'm really sorry. I should've stayed awake. I should've let you sleep and made sure--" he cut himself off. What ifs would be sure to follow and those were a waste of time. What was done was done; he was just glad she was okay.