anti-otp: Gideon/Cassandra

[apolloscurse]

Cassandra is curled in a chair, feeling downright gloomy. She tries to remind herself that it's been years, but every day she half-expects to turn around and see Ajax leering at her, holding her arm in bruising fingers so she can't run. She swallows hard and tries to think of something else, but the only other thing she can think of is the surreal

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[it_took_five]

Gideon, having ditched his wizard robes in favor of jeans and a t-shirt today, crosses into the room just in time to overhear. "What are you trying to forget, miss?"

[apolloscurse]

She turns around, her eyes flying wide, and stares at him, quickly putting the chair between herself and the strange male. For a moment, Ajax's image is overlaid onto him, and she opens her mouth to scream, but her vision clears and she snaps her mouth shut, quickly. "Just," she says, blushing and trembling a little. She glances toward the door, nervously, but retains enough control to keep from bolting, this time. "Just nothing," she says finally, "It's nothing. Just a memory."

[it_took_five]

"Shh..." Gideon hold his hands out so she can see they're empty. "I won't hurt you. What's the trouble? Maybe I can help."

[apolloscurse]

Cassandra looks at his hands, looks at the floor, and flushes. "Of course not," she says, "I didn't think you would, it's just..." She bites her lip, hard. "I shouldn't bother you," she says in a much smaller voice.