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northless
see i have to believe that there's more than this seems
more than a soul in a boat in a sea of sinking dreams
northlesssee i have to believe that there's more than this seems
more than a soul in a boat in a sea of sinking dreams
northless[In the end, Robb scrapes together enough money to buy himself a second-hand car. He's hitchhiked before, after all, and he'd rather not repeat the experience if he can. Anyway, he's not going to leave Grey Wind behind, not if he can help it, so the dog takes up the backseat while the rest of his possessions ride shotgun.
When the car breaks down on the side of the road somewhere in Iowa, though, he finds himself regretting not stopping at a gas station or getting it checked out when he had the chance. He's already hours past his deadline, and the car breaking down on him is sure to make things even worse when he finally arrives in Las Vegas. Grey Wind, for his part, doesn't seem too bothered, even when Robb kicks the car out of frustration.
There's nothing for it, then. He'll have to hitchhike, and hope that whoever stops has enough space for a large dog and is willing enough to let one into their car.
As if his week couldn't get any worse.]
When the car breaks down on the side of the road somewhere in Iowa, though, he finds himself regretting not stopping at a gas station or getting it checked out when he had the chance. He's already hours past his deadline, and the car breaking down on him is sure to make things even worse when he finally arrives in Las Vegas. Grey Wind, for his part, doesn't seem too bothered, even when Robb kicks the car out of frustration.
There's nothing for it, then. He'll have to hitchhike, and hope that whoever stops has enough space for a large dog and is willing enough to let one into their car.
As if his week couldn't get any worse.]
northless[A day or so after encountering Petyr, Robb is...well, he's still shaken up about it, but he's good at covering up, which is why no one has asked what happened, or why he's announced that he's leaving, though Loras keeps giving him suspicious looks. At least no one's pushing for an answer, though, which is something he's thankful for.
They don't need to know that he hasn't been sleeping well, since being given that ultimatum. Said troubles with sleeping happen to be the reason why, today, on his last day of work, he wakes up late.
Again.
He takes the subway, cursing the early rush hour, and hurries over to the Starbucks, so engaged in the rush and his half-panicked thoughts that he doesn't notice if anyone else is coming by as well.
This will only end well.]
They don't need to know that he hasn't been sleeping well, since being given that ultimatum. Said troubles with sleeping happen to be the reason why, today, on his last day of work, he wakes up late.
Again.
He takes the subway, cursing the early rush hour, and hurries over to the Starbucks, so engaged in the rush and his half-panicked thoughts that he doesn't notice if anyone else is coming by as well.
This will only end well.]
dontcallmesammy[It's been a week or so since Sam encountered Sarah in Memphis, and for some reason, he can't get it out of his head. The lore on fairies he checked out said something about people losing their memories and ending up somewhere else, and honestly, it fits. After all, the one they were hunting when she disappeared was powerful enough to put up a convincing glamour, at least until one of them found the metaphorical thread and started unraveling the whole thing.
Updating Buffy's friends on that little development proved somewhat difficult, but hey, he did. Granted, none of them took the news particularly well (he had to keep Dean and Dawn apart from each other, if he ever managed to pull Dean out of Purgatory), but he's not alone in looking for her, at least. And since hunters can be such a gossipy bunch, most of those he's met are on the lookout for a petite blonde chick with a bad memory.
Sam is...well, he's running himself ragged, looking for Buffy, looking for a way to get Dean out, killing what few Leviathans are left, hunting things, and saving people, all at the same time. He barely even sleeps, with all the research and graveyard-digging and monster-killing.
The latter of which, he's doing right now.
...or trying to.
See, Sam has been going two days without sleep. And now this jiang shi ("hopping corpse" - don't ask) is pinning him up against the wall and about to suck his life out.
Dammit, really. With all the changes lately (from having no partner to having one to none again), he hasn't had time to adjust to being on his own yet again. At this point, either Dean or Buffy would have come in and blasted this rotting corpse to kingdom come, but they aren't here.
And Sam?
Sam's about to die.]
Updating Buffy's friends on that little development proved somewhat difficult, but hey, he did. Granted, none of them took the news particularly well (he had to keep Dean and Dawn apart from each other, if he ever managed to pull Dean out of Purgatory), but he's not alone in looking for her, at least. And since hunters can be such a gossipy bunch, most of those he's met are on the lookout for a petite blonde chick with a bad memory.
Sam is...well, he's running himself ragged, looking for Buffy, looking for a way to get Dean out, killing what few Leviathans are left, hunting things, and saving people, all at the same time. He barely even sleeps, with all the research and graveyard-digging and monster-killing.
The latter of which, he's doing right now.
...or trying to.
See, Sam has been going two days without sleep. And now this jiang shi ("hopping corpse" - don't ask) is pinning him up against the wall and about to suck his life out.
Dammit, really. With all the changes lately (from having no partner to having one to none again), he hasn't had time to adjust to being on his own yet again. At this point, either Dean or Buffy would have come in and blasted this rotting corpse to kingdom come, but they aren't here.
And Sam?
Sam's about to die.]
private | i've found a reason to show
Dec. 31st, 2011 07:24 pmunovaschampion[It's New Year's Eve, fireworks are lighting up the night sky, and Whitlea is having the time of her life at the celebrations.
...okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration. It's not that she hates dancing, really--this is just the first time she's been invited to something like this, though, and she's not quite sure how to act. The itchy dress she's wearing does not help matters one bit.
So she's decided to go out on the balcony for a sec, after hanging around the ball for a while and talking to other Trainers (and perhaps a few Champions from the other regions). She leans against the railing, looking out at the sky and simply enjoying the fireworks.
"I wish Cheren and Bianca were here," she thinks. "They'd definitely enjoy something like this."
But, alas, Cheren isn't here--he's too busy doing something to return her calls inviting him to the ball--and Bianca is late again. And N...well, she doesn't know where he is, and if he even likes fireworks. He liked the Ferris wheels just fine, though, so she feels somewhat sad about it.
She's so absorbed in her thoughts, she doesn't notice that someone else is on the balcony with her.]
...okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration. It's not that she hates dancing, really--this is just the first time she's been invited to something like this, though, and she's not quite sure how to act. The itchy dress she's wearing does not help matters one bit.
So she's decided to go out on the balcony for a sec, after hanging around the ball for a while and talking to other Trainers (and perhaps a few Champions from the other regions). She leans against the railing, looking out at the sky and simply enjoying the fireworks.
"I wish Cheren and Bianca were here," she thinks. "They'd definitely enjoy something like this."
But, alas, Cheren isn't here--he's too busy doing something to return her calls inviting him to the ball--and Bianca is late again. And N...well, she doesn't know where he is, and if he even likes fireworks. He liked the Ferris wheels just fine, though, so she feels somewhat sad about it.
She's so absorbed in her thoughts, she doesn't notice that someone else is on the balcony with her.]
