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legionworld2017-01-21 06:42 pm
turntex) wrote in legionworld2017-01-21 06:42 pm
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Who| Dave, Kubo, Sariatu
What| Everyone is distressed after coming back from their missions and a sleepover is very much needed.
Where| The meteor on the Hab Deck >> Kubo and Sariatu's rooms
When| The night of the return from the SH and NSC missions
Warnings/Notes| A lot of sads
[When Kubo goes to fetch Dave for the night's plans, he'll unfortunately find his normal room empty. After his post to plea for help and Babbage's unfortunate news, Dave had swallowed down what felt like an oncoming panic attack and fled down to the Hab Deck where he could be properly alone. Down into the depths of the meteor, through silent stone and metal halls until he came to the part of the lab they'd converted into something of a communal living room.
Dave slumped onto the couch there, curled up, and pulled his cape up over his head. Yeah, he's down with just laying there for a few hours. Not sleeping, just lying still in the quiet far away from other people where he can focus on his breathing and not panicking and not worrying about anyone seeing him upset.
Distantly, he still remembers that Kubo and his mom wanted him to come have dinner with them, and there's a little pang of guilt over ditching. But it's numbed down enough by the overwhelming anxiety and depression that he can kind of just ignore it. He shoves his shades up to rub at his eyes, at tears that don't actually form no matter how much he feels like they should be -- and god, it only makes everything feel worse that he's so emotionally fucked he can't even let himself just cry properly, like a normal kid who's lost someone they love. It briefly feels like anger, at this Time Trapper shit or himself or Bro or who knows, but even that quickly sputters out into just more sadness.
Fuck.]
What| Everyone is distressed after coming back from their missions and a sleepover is very much needed.
Where| The meteor on the Hab Deck >> Kubo and Sariatu's rooms
When| The night of the return from the SH and NSC missions
Warnings/Notes| A lot of sads
[When Kubo goes to fetch Dave for the night's plans, he'll unfortunately find his normal room empty. After his post to plea for help and Babbage's unfortunate news, Dave had swallowed down what felt like an oncoming panic attack and fled down to the Hab Deck where he could be properly alone. Down into the depths of the meteor, through silent stone and metal halls until he came to the part of the lab they'd converted into something of a communal living room.
Dave slumped onto the couch there, curled up, and pulled his cape up over his head. Yeah, he's down with just laying there for a few hours. Not sleeping, just lying still in the quiet far away from other people where he can focus on his breathing and not panicking and not worrying about anyone seeing him upset.
Distantly, he still remembers that Kubo and his mom wanted him to come have dinner with them, and there's a little pang of guilt over ditching. But it's numbed down enough by the overwhelming anxiety and depression that he can kind of just ignore it. He shoves his shades up to rub at his eyes, at tears that don't actually form no matter how much he feels like they should be -- and god, it only makes everything feel worse that he's so emotionally fucked he can't even let himself just cry properly, like a normal kid who's lost someone they love. It briefly feels like anger, at this Time Trapper shit or himself or Bro or who knows, but even that quickly sputters out into just more sadness.
Fuck.]
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As far as he knew, having an older friend did mean missing them this much.
"She's worried about you, too," he said. Then went on, thinking that Dave ought not to think he was only inviting him over because they cared from a worried perspective.
"We both wanted to see you. Even if you weren't having a hard time . . ." he shrugged a bit. "It's comforting to see your friends when you've been through a terrible thing, and you're our friend." He paused. "The Silent Horizon was a terrible thing. So Mother and I wanted to see you again, too."