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Aemae. (Helen, Ayel, Nero, Vulcan Healer)

Jun 25, 2010 21:35

The room was quiet, filled with a lazy sort of trepidation, a silent light. Everything was still and the medicine made it seem heavy. Helen was coming, coming with the healer. Thaessu who wanted into his mind, wanted through his skull ( Read more... )

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mirror_brightly August 1 2010, 05:55:45 UTC

"Get us away from this...place," he seethed. It was an answer that supplied itself immediately, came up through the shifting mass in his brain, past the throb behind his eyes. "Everywhere I turn, everything I see, I smell, I hear, is just like it was, like it will be."

He shook his head again and turned, moved away from her and retook his pacing.

first_noel August 1 2010, 06:26:04 UTC

She was silent, considering. There was nothing in the Romulans' sentence that specified it had to be carried out here. And she was aware that a significant portion of the Vulcan populace was less than complacent about the men who had destroyed their world being so close - even if none of them would ever admit it ( ... )

mirror_brightly August 1 2010, 06:41:28 UTC

"Then don't come back."

It was the simplest answer he'd ever given. She had the knowledge, the understanding to decode it, what little there was.

It was an absolute, he couldn't live here, no matter how much she spoke to him and talked with him, or how deeply they dug their Thaessu fingers into his mind, he would always be there and it would never go away.

He still wasn't certain he wanted it to.

Regardless, she had vowed to help, if she couldn't do this one concrete thing, she might as well have lied.

first_noel August 1 2010, 07:01:10 UTC

She almost protested, tried to reason with him. She was the only one who gave a damn about them, and he knew that. Holding her to unreasonable standards was counterproductive and pointless. It certainly wouldn't help her achieve anything she couldn't otherwise.

But she was worn out, mentally and physically, and she was tired of fighting every step of the way. She couldn't argue with them any more today.

She holstered her gun. She was careful not to nod, or to say anything that might be construed as a promise.

"I'll look into it."

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