Jan 5, 2014
Merry Christmas, darlin'! Grams made you a sweater again, and she expects pictures, but don't worry I'll make it up to ya.
In how many ways?
[Drags in for Christmas snuggly-kisses, because he's allowed those now.]
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Merry Christmas, darlin'! Grams made you a sweater again, and she expects pictures, but don't worry I'll make it up to ya.
In how many ways?
[Drags in for Christmas snuggly-kisses, because he's allowed those now.]
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I'm waking up I feel it in my BONES
The first thing that really came back to him was the rhythmic hum of the engines. It was a good sound to wake too. They fixed the ship? While it was a good thing that it was fixed they shouldn't have been able to get it going that fast. Why couldn't he remember getting back on the enterprise? Maybe Krista and him hadn't left back for the planet like he thought.
Higher softer notes began to make themselves known sounding in an even beat. For the life of him Lee couldn't figure out what they were, although they seemed familiar, that wasn't a noise that was typically in his cabin. Things began to make less and less sense as he took stock of his environment as much as he could. He was having trouble opening his eyes and that wasn't normal. He felt rather achy too now that he thought of it and everything felt alternately like lead weights were attached and that his extremities were made of water.
"Wh-", he croaked. His throat was incredibly dry. More than it should be. 2 and 2 suddenly added up to 4. " Not-not again...."
Spoonnesss
Indeed.
[After Joanna had left, Jude took to washing his hands and clearing off the counter where he'd gotten out the first aid items. He was humming to himself, generally satisfied with his handiwork, but still struggled to block out the idea of Joanna bringing him up around her dad--there had to be something he did wrong, some way he'd tip the scales out of his favor, as he was prone to doing. Lost in thought for a while, it wasn't until he felt his hands stinging that he realized he'd been washing them to the point where they were red and nearly peeling, despite the fact he'd been looking at them the entire time. He cursed under his breath and switched off the tap, wiping his hands off on a paper towel and running one through his hair, pressing the heel of his hand against his brow to rub his forehead.] Christ.