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2 August 2005 02:55![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jason lays back on the bed, not really sure where he's at. He sorta remembers the car ride, and Gabe getting out to get the room, then the long walk to the room.
Shifts on the bed a little, whimpers at the pain.
Shifts on the bed a little, whimpers at the pain.
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 07:57 (UTC)Thing being the key word.
Coming back in with the small kit and a huge bottle of Jack Daniels, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You drunk enough for this or want more?'
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:01 (UTC)"No, no more alcohol."
Manages to sit up and tries to take his shirt off.
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:09 (UTC)Moving Jason's hands, carefully rolling up the tee. Wincing, eyes falling closed.
"I'd like to know now what happened."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:15 (UTC)"Got into a bar fight."
Gabriel was already pissed at him, it couldn't get much worse.
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:19 (UTC)Chuckling softly, turning Jason onto his side.
"Know I love you, right?'
With the word right, he slowly poured from another bottle, a concoction John had sworn would help the healing but that burned like fire for a brief moment.
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:27 (UTC)"I know. Don't know...FUCK."
Closes his eyes, tears falling as he tries to keep from passing out. notgoodpainnotgoodpainhurtshurts
Takes a deep breath when that first wave of pain passes, only to have his ribs protest.
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:29 (UTC)Sighing, the needly already threaded.
Taking his time, each stitch tiny and neat. Pausing, his hand moving to smooth over Jason's cheek.
"About half way there, my mate. Hold on for me?"
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:34 (UTC)"S-sorry."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:39 (UTC)Working steadily, talking calmly.
"We're all handling this our own way. I tell you where I was tonight? Yer likely to make me look like this."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:43 (UTC)"I was angry, wanted to hurt something I didn't care about. Wanted you to go with, but you were pissed at me so I called Reno instead. Should have stayed home..."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:46 (UTC)Blinking, sitting back eyeing his handiwork.
"I was never pissed. Scared, yeah. But not pissed."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 08:50 (UTC)"Why?"
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 15:14 (UTC)"Why wasn't I angry? Or why was I scared?"
Taking Jason's hand in his own, raising it to his lips.
"Not angry because this sucks. We are under attack by our own damn government. We watched a pard member nearly killed and have seen her sliding downward in pain. All understandable.'
Lightly kisses each knuckle.
"Scared cause I know we both have a habit of doing stupid things when we're scared and angry... as evidenced by tonight."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 18:12 (UTC)Tries to pull Gabriel down beside him and stops, closing his eyes.
"Fucking ribs."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:07 (UTC)Sighing, pulling his lover into his arms tenderly.
"Who the fuck got this big a jump on you? I mean, what were they?"
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:13 (UTC)Cuddles against Gabe, slowly.
"Like I said, I wasn't really sober. And about twenty extremely pissy bikers. I was doing fine until the one took exception to me calling his bitch an easy lay and smacked me over the head with a table."
Sighs and relaxes in his mate's arms.
"I had such a great day planned too."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:26 (UTC)"Oh? And just what did you have planned, pup?'
Eyes closing, silent prayers of thanks for a lycans healing ability and strength.
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:31 (UTC)"Coming home and spending the day in bed, enjoying my new... jewelry."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:32 (UTC)"Jewelry?"
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:38 (UTC)"PA."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:41 (UTC)"Aight, twenty bastards needs to die now."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 20:55 (UTC)"T-they're not the ones who ruined my plans."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 21:05 (UTC)"Me taking off do that well?"
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 21:16 (UTC)"No, the bombs did it. And the fucker with the knife."
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Date: 2 Aug 2005 21:24 (UTC)"I know this isn't our home, our bed but please... I don't want to talk about that here. Not in your bed. Not with you in my arms. I can't do it. Please?"
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