Streets of Fandom and Back to the Dorms, Sunday Evening

Sep 14, 2014 16:33

Finally, the long nightmarish weekend was over. A few hours in Barry's warehouse had gotten the proper paperwork for Grace and Lou, and he'd even arranged a lovely house for them, in St. Louis. Present day St. Louis, so that Grace didn't have to face as much of the ugliness she'd walked away from before. And of course to make visiting so much ( Read more... )

who: joker, where: room 405, what: kissing (and so on), where: streets

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fly_so_serious September 14 2014, 20:35:19 UTC
Bullshit. After everything that happened... well, she didn't need a babysitter, but Joker wasn't about to leave her alone. They'd all been traumatized in Rapture, but Eleanor more than anyone.

"I didn't say you did," he insisted. "I'm just hanging out, that's all. In case you want to talk, or anything. You've kind of had a shitty weekend."

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nobloodymessiah September 14 2014, 20:38:19 UTC
That was rather an understatement.

Eleanor was not a girl. She was a bundle of nerves, of broken glass, of sharp edges and gaping chasms. She needed to sleep for at least a week. She needed to scream until she went hoarse. She needed to feel something. She needed to stop feeling altogether.

"There's nothing to talk about," she insisted. Her tone nearly held its sharp edge, but then wavered again. "Bloody hell, I warned you. Why didn't anyone listen to me?"

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fly_so_serious September 14 2014, 20:40:46 UTC
"We listened!" Joker insisted. "We listened, we believed you, we understood -- okay, well, maybe not understood, but it doesn't matter. We didn't care. We weren't about to let you go down there alone. We care about you. That's what people do."

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nobloodymessiah September 14 2014, 20:43:58 UTC
Eleanor rubbed her hand over her face, giving an exasperated sigh.

"You should have," she said, quietly. "Don't you see? You went, and you're all -- different, now. Everything's different."

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