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amicably_absentThey arrived the day before Wyatt and Jeb left.
Glitch happened to be in the entryway when they came, getting tackled full on by DG before he was quite prepared. He hugged her, listening to her bubble about how well he was looking and her mother had told her he might not even be up.
Then he was being cuddled by Raw as well and pushed forwards a bit and there was the tank, nicely decorated and with a smiley face on the side. He was touching it before he stopped to think, looking at the much smaller portion encased in the much smaller and more portable tank they had moved it in to.
"Mother said we should bring it down with us." DG at least never seemed disgusted by it. Not DG, not Raw, not Cain. Never Cain.
He nodded, taking the tank in his arms and trying to adjust to it.
"Glitch glad to have it back?"
He looked up to Raw and nodded. "Can you-?"
Raw nodded and touched Glitch's face, his other hand coming to rest on the glass.
Glitch jerked, inhaling sharply, head tipping back and then straightening, look out with calm, collected clarity.
"Gli-" DG stopped herself. "Ambrose?"
"Yes, Princess," he asked mildly.
"Do you remember your time as Glitch," she asked.
Ambrose smiled ever so slightly and bitterly. "Enough. But not more than I do at any other point. The memories are misformed in the brain." He shakes his head. "Enough, Raw, please."
"Ambrose? Glitch?" DG was catching his arm even as Raw withdrew. "Are you okay?"
He gave her a tremulous smile. "Yeah, doll face. I'm okay. Just thinkin' a little too clearly for a moment. I think... I need to go and lie down for a bit, 'fore Rennie gets on at me."
"Okay," she murmured, kissing his cheek. "We'll get ourselves settled, say hello to Mister Cain. You go and rest, all right?" She patted his shoulder.
He nodded and headed upstairs to his room with the brief, lasting lucidity of being whole.
Glitch happened to be in the entryway when they came, getting tackled full on by DG before he was quite prepared. He hugged her, listening to her bubble about how well he was looking and her mother had told her he might not even be up.
Then he was being cuddled by Raw as well and pushed forwards a bit and there was the tank, nicely decorated and with a smiley face on the side. He was touching it before he stopped to think, looking at the much smaller portion encased in the much smaller and more portable tank they had moved it in to.
"Mother said we should bring it down with us." DG at least never seemed disgusted by it. Not DG, not Raw, not Cain. Never Cain.
He nodded, taking the tank in his arms and trying to adjust to it.
"Glitch glad to have it back?"
He looked up to Raw and nodded. "Can you-?"
Raw nodded and touched Glitch's face, his other hand coming to rest on the glass.
Glitch jerked, inhaling sharply, head tipping back and then straightening, look out with calm, collected clarity.
"Gli-" DG stopped herself. "Ambrose?"
"Yes, Princess," he asked mildly.
"Do you remember your time as Glitch," she asked.
Ambrose smiled ever so slightly and bitterly. "Enough. But not more than I do at any other point. The memories are misformed in the brain." He shakes his head. "Enough, Raw, please."
"Ambrose? Glitch?" DG was catching his arm even as Raw withdrew. "Are you okay?"
He gave her a tremulous smile. "Yeah, doll face. I'm okay. Just thinkin' a little too clearly for a moment. I think... I need to go and lie down for a bit, 'fore Rennie gets on at me."
"Okay," she murmured, kissing his cheek. "We'll get ourselves settled, say hello to Mister Cain. You go and rest, all right?" She patted his shoulder.
He nodded and headed upstairs to his room with the brief, lasting lucidity of being whole.
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Date: 2009-08-20 12:57 pm (UTC)"I'll go start packing, Dad. Raw's right. We have a long ride ahead of us."
DG nods, giving Wyatt and Raw a last squeeze. "We'll help." And by we, she means she and her sister, with a potential fuzzy assistant. "Come on, Kalm. Let's go."
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Date: 2009-08-20 01:02 pm (UTC)The tribal life.
Raw lays a hand higher up, on Cain's neck. "Cain sleep too. Sleep better here. Better with Glitch."
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Date: 2009-08-20 01:06 pm (UTC)"I don't want him to hurt, Raw. I don't..."
The door closes quietly, but he barely notices. He's so...tired.
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Date: 2009-08-20 01:11 pm (UTC)Raw watches Cain's eyes close. He tugs off Cain's boots and Glitch's shoes and cover them with a light blanket before letting himself out as well.