compactmirror: (08 ◆ mother oh do not bother)
(mini) miriam ([personal profile] compactmirror) wrote in [community profile] caramelbox2014-07-26 11:08 pm

don't be in doubt and stray

childinshadow: (... ... ...)

[personal profile] childinshadow 2014-07-29 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Miriam finds Jay at the foot of the stairs, clinging to the rail with in order to keep his balance. His ankle is still bothering him, He looks at her, expression cold and unreadable.]

... [At least it's just the girl, not the otters. Her name is... Miriam. She's been in and out of the room the otters have kept him in, bringing him food and asking him questions that he can't answer. (It's strange. What is a girl doing living with a bunch of otters in an underground village?) He stares at her, warily, from underneath a fringe of dark hair. Without anything to tie it back with, it's getting in the way even more than usual.

What does she want? Is she going to wake the otters up and make him go back to sleep? He's tired of sleeping, of wasting time lying about when he should be picking up Master's trail.]
childinshadow: (unsure)

[personal profile] childinshadow 2014-07-29 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Jay shakes his head, dark hair flying in front of his eyes. No. He can't stay here. It doesn't matter if his injuries weren't healed yet; it will take weeks, months before he's completely healed. By then, it will be far too late to catch up with Master.

It's fine. Although these injuries are worse than what he's used to working with, he can manage. ... probably.]
childinshadow: (moses is an idiot)

[personal profile] childinshadow 2014-07-30 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Get ready for a really annoying next few months, Miriam, because you are not hearing a word from him for a long time.

It doesn't really matter what the otters or this girl think is best. They don't understand the situation... and he's not allowed to explain it to them. Instead, Jay turns away from the stairs and limps towards the main area; without the rail to support him, he has to walk very carefully, favoring his injured ankle, to keep his balance.]
childinshadow: (anxious)

[personal profile] childinshadow 2014-07-30 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Normally, it would have been as easy as breathing to slip away from Miriam's outstretched hand. But his ankle is sprained, there's a long gash across his chest, and his ribs feel like one big bruise. All of it impedes his mobility and reflexes, leaving him unable to react quickly to her fall.

Although he tries to move out of the way, he just isn't fast enough. Miriam lands on top of him and he falls again, his bad ankle twisting and folding underneath him. The two of them land with a loud thump on the carpeted floor. Tears of pain swim in front of his eyes, but Jay refuses to allow himself to make a sound.

Crying is a sign of weakness. He's already a failure--he can't stand the thought of being weak. With shaky hands, Jay reaches out to try and push Miriam off of him... but there's no strength in the gesture. He might have been in bed for a week, but just walking down the winding staircase of the otters' home has taken a great deal of energy out of him.]
childinshadow: (slow. stupid. clumsy.)

[personal profile] childinshadow 2014-10-18 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Jay doesn't acknowledge the sound of crying; it doesn't to matter to him why she's started, only that her soft cries will eventually wake up the otters. He doesn't even look at her. Whatever narrow margin of time he had to escape is rapidly disappearing; if he wants to leave, he needs to act quickly.

But his limbs won't properly obey him. He tries pushing himself up, palms flat against the floor, again and again, until the last of his feeble strength fades. Then he lies on the floor, shoulders trembling, and swallows down a thick knot of pain and despair.

He's... so weak. A pathetic failure, who couldn't carry out his mission. He couldn't even properly die, which is how he got into this position in the first place. Why... did he even bother trying to escape? Even if he did, there's no way Master would want something as useless as him back.]