http://eugene-watson.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] eugene-watson.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2011-04-06 05:58 pm

[13th Calculation] Recoil [In Person]

[Gene hasn't been seen since he met Nina in the hall. After being received so coldly, he did the first thing that he shouldn't have done and that was to lock himself away from everyone else. He had a lot to think about and the crushing blow he received on an emotional level killed his ability to remain somewhat sociable.

Sitting in the library, he's reading a book on mental illness. Frustrated after reading it for an hour, he quickly gets up from his seat and throws the book across the room in a brief fit of rage, running his fingers through his short cropped hair.

The impact from the book and its drop knocked over the vase on the opposite side of the room. He didn't want to admit to himself that he's starting to fall apart himself. The loss of his wife back home, the stress of uncertainty if his daughter was okay, the rejection he felt from Nina, the numerous tortures that the Author had put him through not to mention the absence of the friends he made all came crashing down on him.]

Fuck this.

[He turns around in the opposite direction where he threw the book and out of the library.]

[identity profile] arsenic-catnip.livejournal.com 2011-04-08 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
...oohhh. [Now, dream worlds, that made more sense then time freezes. And everyone knew that time passed differently when you were asleep!] Like Prospit and Derse! So, this is a dream bubble that our dream selves were pulled into in our sleeps? That makes sense!

[identity profile] arsenic-catnip.livejournal.com 2011-04-08 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Now we just need to figure out how to wake up! [She grins] That shouldn't be too hard, I mean, others figured it out, right?

[identity profile] arsenic-catnip.livejournal.com 2011-04-08 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmph. [She frowns] There has to be some way out.

[identity profile] arsenic-catnip.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
I'm gonna have to. [Her frown is starting to morph into a pout, and she crosses her arms.] Do you know who they are?

[identity profile] arsenic-catnip.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
No... [She trails it off] Is he one of them?

[She isn't going to ask why he's called the Doctor. For all she knows, it's part of his chat handle and it stuck.]

[identity profile] arsenic-catnip.livejournal.com 2011-04-09 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods seriously] I'll keep an eye out fur him! [Read the brochure, find the doctor, find a way out of here. Maybe find someone to play with along the way.]