Thomas Arkwright / 'IV' (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
myselfwillbear) wrote2012-12-10 08:34 pm
myselfwillbear) wrote2012-12-10 08:34 pm
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post-texting // for intenderembassy
[He didn't actually lock the door, even though he said he would.
(it had been too far, but after he'd said that he planned to V wouldn't bother trying the door, would she?)
Of course, that means that when there's the thump of him falling out of bed from inside the room, if V is outside like she said then there's not actually anything stopping her from coming in to see what's happening.]
(it had been too far, but after he'd said that he planned to V wouldn't bother trying the door, would she?)
Of course, that means that when there's the thump of him falling out of bed from inside the room, if V is outside like she said then there's not actually anything stopping her from coming in to see what's happening.]
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Nothing good can come out of this.
(isn't this what Thomas wanted? and she can't say no)]
I. All right.
[She blanks out her mind, goes to gather towels and get medicine from the drawer. Can't think about what Tron's going to say or do. Just has to think about Thomas getting better.]
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You know how he is.
[Tron shrugs, as though it's nothing. Nothing to be accusing IV of lying to her.]
You shouldn't be won over too easily by him because you're a woman, V. He's too old for you to mother him.
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He was burning up.
[Bad choice of words.]
I can show you if you need proof.
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Tron laughs softly to himself.]
I believe you, if you're so certain. After all, it's IV who's the untrustworthy one, isn't it?
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(they couldn't trust him with some things but it hits harder, when it's worded like that, when it's a judgement)
She gathers what she's collected into her arms.]
...You can trust me with this.
[Not a real answer, but all she's willing to give.
She starts towards IV's room.]
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[He follows her, when she turns away, and he's grinning and swinging his arms all the while.]
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But she has to. He's sick, and if she doesn't do something about it...
She elbows the door open and walks inside, speaks softly as she can in front of their. father.]
Are you awake?
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Nee-sama... did you bring tou-san?
[Tron doesn't comment for the moment - just brings himself into the room and shuts the door behind him before stepping closer to the bed. Not quite close enough to be spotted yet though, not with the way Thomas is focused entirely on Chris.]
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She breathes and kneels down next to Thomas' bed, lays the dampened cloth she brought over his forehead. Don't think.]
I...did. Yes.
[She fumbles with a bottle of pills, trying to figure out whether this is right, what the dose would be. (Don't think.)]
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Tron just watches him, for the first few seconds. And then;]
Ne, is there any way to make him shut up? It's annoying.
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Then she remembers that it's Tron.
(now she can't even talk back to him)]
...No. He's not lucid right now.
You'd have to go elsewhere.
[Her voice is even more rigid than usual, more controlled. More V.]
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Tron considers the both of them a little, then turns more towards IV.]
Hey, stop that.
[It's cold, icy, and IV flinches and quietens immediately, eyes wide and frightened.]
That's enough. I don't care what you have to say, IV.
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He's going to hurt him, just like she thought he would.
(and she can't stop him)
(because he's their
father)Just...just don't think of him as your brother, think of him as IV, you've done it before, you do it all the time...
She can't. Not with him looking like that, sick and flushed and breaking down.
(she's trying to keep cool, clench her teeth and stay back, but it's clear that she's not calm, not collected, not as V as she needs to be for this)]
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Don't be weak, V.
If both of you were weak, wouldn't I only have III?
No, it's good that I have Ryoga Kamishiro. I can trust him better than either of you.
Ah, though it's disappointing... I thought I could trust you, V, but I suppose you're too emotional after all. Maybe you should have been a son too and then it would have been okay, ne?
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Is this how IV feels?
Is this how it is for him, all the time?
(should have been his son, should have been born a boy, should have been stronger
the hair on her head is too heavy)
She grips her knees, hard enough that her knuckles go white, but she still doesn't speak. Can't speak. Can't respond, not to that.]
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Mou, you're usually better than this.
Is it because of IV? Do you feel sorry for him?
There's nothing to feel sorry for. IV lost his heart a long time ago, didn't he? What he is now doesn't deserve your pity.
[He waves a hand, dismissive.]
I'm disappointed in you, V.
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I understand.
[She understands what he's saying about IV (even if it's wrong), she understands why he's disappointed, she understands what she should do but can't, she understands...
(she wants to cut out whatever part of her is making her care, care about Tron care about IV care about anyone)]
I will better myself.
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Good. Good!
[There's a whispered tou-san, please from the bed and Tron cuts it off sharply with a wave of his hand.]
Stop that. Didn't I say I'm not interested?
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It's not Thomas on the bed, it's IV, and...IV doesn't need V's help right now. Help can wait. It doesn't matter if he's...if he's suffering, right now.
And Tron...whatever Tron does has to be right, doesn't it?
V has to be a good son.
V stares at the floor, stony-faced, showing nothing.]