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Jun 10, 2009 17:06

It was fucking SNOWING ( Read more... )

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fourforone June 12 2009, 00:38:09 UTC
Every time Buck thought that he would be okay, he falters. He thinks that he can handle anything after D-Day and after Bastogne, but the truth is that he still doesn't understand what part of his brain shuts down when he sees snow and feels the utter cold. He just shuts down.

He's standing out in the cold and wandering god knows where, knowing that he has to find shelter, find cover and he's starting to expect loud sounds of shrapnel in the woods, keeps expecting to see the trees left with nothing but their barks split apart.

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15_words June 12 2009, 06:12:47 UTC
She was pretending to be fully absorbed in her book when the bunny moved. Bunnies moved; it's what they did. So Jaye just let it pass like nothing was wrong. Then the bunny stuck its head under the curtain. Whatever, bunnies were weird ( ... )

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fourforone June 13 2009, 01:24:01 UTC
Buck nearly jumps when his arm is grabbed and he wants to find cover, but he just sees the white of the snow and feels his muscles tense, as if he's about to be blown to a million shards and he's never going to be whole again. Shit, he thinks. Shit, shit, shit, not again. When Jaye speaks, he relaxes a minute amount, glancing at her with a lost look in his eyes, not knowing what to do.

"I have to find cover," he shouts at her over the wind. "I have to..."

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15_words June 13 2009, 06:07:57 UTC
...Oh holy fucking hell. In that second, Jaye somehow knew she'd never really lost it. All the animals put her through, yeah, it was fucked and she wasn't perfectly fucking sane thanks to it, but there's no way she ever had that look she saw in Buck's eyes. It shut her up quick, knocked the fight straight out of her.

"Cover, yeah," she said, tugging him towards the trailer. "We'll get inside. Where it's safe."

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