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puǝsuʍoΚ‡ ΚžΙ”ΙΙΎ ([personal profile] stations) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2023-05-14 11:11 pm
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π‘Šβ„Žπ‘œ 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 π‘Ž π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜ π‘Žπ‘π‘œπ‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘› 𝑂π‘₯π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘Ž? ( closed )

Who: Jack Townsend & Others
When: May
Where: Thorne, Horizon, Nocwich
What: Catch-All
Warnings: Language, mental illness, probably pit-related trauma things.

π‘†π‘œ 𝑖𝑓 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’'𝑠 π‘Žπ‘›π‘¦ π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑙 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘
𝐼𝑑'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒 π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘šπ‘’, π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘šπ‘’
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘¦ π‘€π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘˜ π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦?
πΈπ‘ π‘π‘’π‘π‘–π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘› 𝐼 π‘Žπ‘™π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦π‘  π‘ π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼
π»π‘Žπ‘£π‘’π‘›'𝑑 π‘”π‘œπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘  π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’
𝐴𝑙𝑙 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘π‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘–π‘›
π‘‡β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘–π‘›, 𝐼 π‘Žπ‘™π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦π‘  𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑙 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘β„Ž
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[personal profile] stations 2023-05-15 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
( It takes a few weeks (generous understatement) for Jack to get back into some semblance of a routine after what happened in the pit. Not because he's psychologically damaged, so much β€” it was bad, but honestly? Probably not in his top 3 worst experiences of all time. Maybe top five. It's more the physical part that fucked him up good; he felt weak even after undergoing the cure proper.

The cuts, the scrapes, the bruises. The lost weight. Most of it has been put right by the time he wanders the halls toward Yennefer's designated classroom. It's only once her door's in sight that he thinks to feel guilty for not checking in with her before, not at least giving her some kind of heads-up that he wasn't going to be showing up at... literally any point in the last few weeks, which would have been as easy as thinking.

He's been a little preoccupied. Not by the healing, but rather by the castle's newest redhead.

Anyway, his guilt compels him to get her a last-minute gift β€” and when you can do the kind of magic he does, last minute really does mean last minute. It's actually super fucking handy.

When he walks in, he's holding a very fancy-looking wine bottle that he contritely sets on the surface nearest her. Despite how absolutely pretentious it looks, though, it isn't... actually filled with fancy wine, but she won't know that until she actually tries it β€” if she ever does.

He offers up a tiny little wave. )

Heyyyyy. Sorry for... not... existing, so much, but enough about me, how are you?

( To be read, of course, with the most awkward possible cadence. )
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[personal profile] stations 2023-05-15 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
He's genuinely ashamed to admit how long it takes him to notice β€” especially considering Kyle mentioned "getting his things". Somehow, Jack's brain didn't take that to mean all of his things, as in to move them. Like, somewhere else. Another room. No longer Jack's. He's distracted by the recovery, then by the execution, and always by Sabine. It takes weeks for that to sink in as reality.

He's only just beginning to resurface into routine, into work, into life again when he steps by Kyle's bed one morning and realizes for the dozenth time that he hasn't actually seen the guy use it.

Wait. Oh, shit.

Did he move out?

Not only that, but the guy's been scarce in general. This might be comparable karma to that month Jack spent avoiding him after the box cutter disassociation incident. In hindsight, he realizes, kind of a dick move. Sucks being on the other end of it.

He finally manages to catch up to the guy in the dining hall one day completely at random, by sheer chance. All thoughts of actually eating food himself are forgotten as he beelines it bigly-style to Kyle's table while he's mid-chew, dropping down abruptly into the seat across from him.

"Dude! Where have you been?!"
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