princessvegas: (054. i'm a brat)
Julie Lawry ([personal profile] princessvegas) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2022-10-30 06:23 am (UTC)

[ Julie is still in a daze. All she can think is not alone, not alone, not alone, and there's no more humming or darkness or wild, deafening noise and color. Everything now makes sense, is what she spent all the time trying to get to.

Her heart rate gradually slows, stops shaking her frame with every beat. She's able to raise her arms, clutching at his shirt with white knuckles. Like she intends to stay with him by grasp alone, if necessary. And some part of her does expect to be suddenly snatched back, thrown back to the blob or perhaps the darkness. She hasn't even considered trying to leave the Horizon. She's forgotten it's an option.

Not alone, not alone, not alone.

When he speaks to her, she looks at him with wide, wild eyes, swallows hard and tries to think of words -- they don't come easily, drowned out by the colors and noise that still linger in her brain. ]


How -- how long was it? [ Her voice is ragged from screaming, from days of sobbing, from coating that rawness in alcohol. Her throat aches. ] I can't... I'm all right.

[ Physically, at least for the most part. She reluctantly lets go of his shirt from one hand and touches his face. ]

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