Musebox #3 [Closed]

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Who: Holiday and Six
What: All of the horrible
When: Right after "Mind Games"
Where: The Damn Dam Base
Warnings: Spoilers for Mind Games

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[sixthdeadliest]

Six had had a lot on his mind since the shapeshifter incident. Like it or hate it, Scarecrow had done his job magnificently well, upsetting the overall dynamic of their team.

He wandered about the dam, trying to get his thoughts in order.

Eventually, he walked into her lab. It didn't surprise him in the least. After all, her calming presence always managed to help him re-center himself.

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Only she's not exactly a very calming presence right now. Most of her hair had long since fallen out of the messy bun and she was actually on her knees, ripping out the insides of a CPU. It was broken, unusable, and she had been meaning to strip it for decent parts.

Right now, she felt like tearing something up, so this seemed like a great thing to do. If she can find the kinds of wires she needs, she can fix that old monitor, and then she can get back to locking down everything.

But no, she didn't notice Six enter.

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Six gazed at her with some concern. He wasn't the best at gauging people's moods, but Holiday was definitely off. In a way even he could tell.

"...Holiday?" he asked cautiously, trying to keep his voice down so he didn't startle her.

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It wasn't the volume of his voice that startled her. It was his voice that made her jump a little. But she still turned to see him. Yep. He's there.

"Oh, Six. I... didn't think anyone would still be up," she stood, trying to act like nothing was going on and nothing had happened, "What do you- Ah. Sorry."

Her hair. Good God, it's everywhere. She takes it out of the bun, trying to fix it back in place again. "What did you need?"

Some time later...!

[sixthdeadliest]

Despite knowing that he was (mostly) safe at the dam, Six had a tendency to wander about from time to time. Usually he'd just wear himself out and slink off to bed. Other times he stayed up for quite a while until his body literally couldn't take it anymore.

Tonight was one of those nights where he'd spent far too much time awake, and his body craved nothing but sleep. Of course, that meant that all of his shields--mental, physical, and emotional--were lowered. It was a good thing he was among friends at the dam since he'd otherwise be an easier target than normal.

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Holiday, on the other hand, usually got her regular hours of sleep, but not lately. It wasn't like sleeping was foreign, but it just took up time she could be doing something productive. It constantly gave her deja vu of the old days in Providence.

Only difference was that Six didn't bring her coffee and a lecture at one in the morning anymore.

Didn't really matter. She could get her own coffee and she was partly grateful to have done away with the lectures. Partly...

Coffee is actually where she was headed at the late hour, not really watching much on where she was going...

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Six stumbled along, his footing no longer so sure. His room was this way wasn't it? Or was it that way?

He needed to keep walking. Just a little farther. Just keep going.

He stopped in the middle of the hallway, looking about in confusion. Right now, every hall looked like every other hall. It was almost like Providence all over again.

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She looked up in her walk to notice Six there... Holiday came very close to adverting her eyes and continuing on her way, but... she stopped...

That would have never happened if he didn't look so... was "lost" the word?

... OH GOD WAS IT- No. No. He's still locked up. You just seen that. Besides, even that thing would have noticed her... but why didn't-

"Six?"

As soon as she said it, she realized that it was probably because he didn't want to notice her. Smooth. Maybe she should keep walking, anyway.