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Aug. 29th, 2009 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amicably_absentDG and Raw find him at the gate, hands clinging tightly to a bar and feet either side, trying to push himself to let go.
"You're being childish, now let go. I won't warn you again."
"I'm being childish? Then you're being selfish. I won't let go!"
"Glitch? Ambrose?" DG looks amused as she walks over. "What are two doing?"
"Leaving," Ambrose retorts. "Or attempting to. Glitch won't let go of the gate."
"He can't! Stop him, DG, please, he's going to make it all pointless, and he can't!" Glitch wails, trying to drag himself closer to the gate. "It's for the best. It has to be. It has to be."
"DG, please," Ambrose says softer. "I can't explain, but I need to go. I don't know how long I'll be, but I need to do this. Damn consequences and damn Glitch. If he wants to be a martyr, fine, but... I love him." He meets her gaze. "I love him, and I never got the chance to tell him. I have to have that chance."
Glitch whimpers.
DG looks at them and curls her hands on theirs. And starts prising them open. "You tell him what you need to, Ambrose."
Hands freed, he shoves them in his pocket, smiling at DG warmly. "Thank you, highness."
"You're welcome." She gives him a soft push. "Go on. And if we haven't heard from you in five days, we'll send out a search party."
"Thank you." He turns and starts off towards the East Gate. It's a start.
"You're being childish, now let go. I won't warn you again."
"I'm being childish? Then you're being selfish. I won't let go!"
"Glitch? Ambrose?" DG looks amused as she walks over. "What are two doing?"
"Leaving," Ambrose retorts. "Or attempting to. Glitch won't let go of the gate."
"He can't! Stop him, DG, please, he's going to make it all pointless, and he can't!" Glitch wails, trying to drag himself closer to the gate. "It's for the best. It has to be. It has to be."
"DG, please," Ambrose says softer. "I can't explain, but I need to go. I don't know how long I'll be, but I need to do this. Damn consequences and damn Glitch. If he wants to be a martyr, fine, but... I love him." He meets her gaze. "I love him, and I never got the chance to tell him. I have to have that chance."
Glitch whimpers.
DG looks at them and curls her hands on theirs. And starts prising them open. "You tell him what you need to, Ambrose."
Hands freed, he shoves them in his pocket, smiling at DG warmly. "Thank you, highness."
"You're welcome." She gives him a soft push. "Go on. And if we haven't heard from you in five days, we'll send out a search party."
"Thank you." He turns and starts off towards the East Gate. It's a start.
