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The Roof [Monday, Very Early Morning]

After this weekend, was it really surprising that Effy still couldn’t sleep? It was better here, better not being so alone... But every time she closed her eyes it was still burning children, dead and deformed monsters, and maniacs wielding six foot long swords.

The roof was a sort of sanctuary for her. Quiet, open, free, and she slipped away from Alex, still wearing just the oversized t-shirt she’d been sleeping in, and came up to let the air clear her head. The thought of getting properly dressed for this barely crossed her mind.

She curled up on the edge of the roof, arms wrapped around her balled up form, shirt over her knees and toes just over the edge, and stared out across the island in an almost trance-like state.

[[Roof of angst and emo can be open ofc, but I’m on extreme work-related SP until this afternoon!]]

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Well, she wasn't fighting being around him and wasn't trying to sulk off to be alone so he'd take that as an indication that she'd missed him too. He could read non vocal cues pretty easily these days.

Still being careful of his arm and her scratches, he lingered too, lazily and languidly kissing her. He didn't often kiss for comfort but that didn't mean he didn't know how. He did and he was doing it here.

One of those things spending an extended amount of time with Effy taught you. If you didn't pick up on the subtler hints, you were likely to miss a good half of the conversation. It was a rare moment she actually said out loud exactly what she thought.

"Not exactly dressed either, are you?" she whispered, a breath away from his lips. This occurred to her to bring up now, yes, after several minutes pressed against him.

"I couldn't get a shirt on," he explained, smirking a little. "You don't like it when I'm half naked? Today, I even have a reason."

Lifting his shoulder was a fucking bitch right now and he'd been too impatient to look for a button up.

Effy shook her head - not true, no - and ducked briefly to kiss the spot her fingers had been not more than a few minutes ago.

"Can stay that way for now."

'I like you shirtless, thanks' in vague and cryptic.

"It's not like I'll catch a cold," he pointed out quietly, half smiling at her actions. "Too hot to do that. I'll see if I can't take some painkillers later and get a button up shirt on, at least. Wouldn't wanna flaunt myself."

That was a lie. He'd flaunt himself without being asked.

Effy huffed a short breath, and shook her head. "Right. You? Never." Bullshit. She might be a little out of it, but not enough to fall for that.

"Get you sympathy from all the girls."

"I'm sure they'd be oh so interested in the arm I can't use without immense pain," he said, snickering a bit. "That always drives the girls wild."

"Might be surprised," she said, eying that shoulder again briefly. "We're weird." Pretty sure she knew some girls who'd go all 'aww, poor guy' over something like that. Wasn't so sure Alex would put up with that shut for long, though.

"Yeah, I don't wanna be coddled by some girl who wants to play mommy," he said, making a face. "Now, playing doctor, that's different."

Effy honestly wouldn't be much good at either of those. But caught in the right mood, she would probably at least try that second one for him.

"Some things, never gonna change." Alex and his ability to always drag a conversation into the territory of sex, was one of those. Strangely comforting consistency there, at least.

"I'd rather do my brooding and self loathing in private," he said, shrugging. He knew those would come along with some nightmares and breakdowns about what he'd seen. "You think you'd still be here if I came up here, sulking and acting like my problems were worse than yours?"

[And here I thought Effy was just censoring herself! Turning over a new leaf!]

Edited 2010-08-10 18:25 (UTC)

"Probably." Hey, she was here first. This being Effy, she'd probably have had no qualms about telling him to fuck off if she really didn't want to deal with him.

But, it being him, she was likely to be slightly more tolerant than with anyone else, at least?

But, yeah, she was like him, and preferred to get her emo on alone. She could understand that.

"You wanna be alone right now?" Alex asked her, sounding tired but not upset.

Usually, the answer would be a resounding yes. Retreating into herself was her defense mechanism of choice when things were hard.

... Today? Today she shook her head, curling the hand on his chest into a fist.

At least with him around, she wasn't busy winding herself up into a worse state. Something else to concentrate on.

She'd come up here for the empty quiet, the early morning calm. But it hadn't really helped all that much. What had? "You're here."

"I am," he assured her with a quiet sigh and a tighter hold. "It bad inside your mind today? Worse?"

"It's--" Confusing, creepy... and deeply disturbing. But preoccupied with the horrors of Silent Hill, the sources of it got a little convoluted.

"Different," she settled on eventually. It wasn't right. "Like, catching conversation on the street. You know?" He probably didn't.

He didn't but he wasn't really going to ask her to explain. Instead, he rubbed her back and tangled his fingers in the ends of her hair. "Does it hurt at all?"

Effy shook her head watching some distant point over his shoulder.

"No one's talking to you," she continued quietly "--just... around you. But you listen anyway." As in life, so in her brain.

It might explain a little.

Alex nodded and reached a hand up to cradle the back of her head. He wasn't trying to coddle but he could still comfort. He had one arm, he wanted to use it for something worthwhile.

"A little out of control after the past few days?" he guessed. "Harder to wrangle?"

A couple more moments and Effy pulled herself back in somewhat, looking at him again. "Something like that." Where she might normally spend a lot of energy quashing anything, the last few days had drained and distracted and given her plenty of other things to repress. Control started to slip on one thing or another.

"I'm handling it."

No Effy, you're really not. The whole hazy and distant tone of the conversation probably said as much.

Yeah, the look on his face spoke to how much he believed that one. "Need me to do anything?"

Well, that was better than vocally arguing with her.

Yeah, and Effy... was either choosing to ignore, or just wasn't really paying attention to his look of disbelief.

"No," she assured him, a little more believably. At least, nothing more than he was already, and assumed he'd hold to.

"Thank you." For the offer, for caring, for... all that.

Alex disliked being helpless as much as the next person but he bit his tongue to keep from arguing. Instead, he nodded. "Gonna come back downstairs with me at some point? Get some more sleep?"

Well, she might try. Sleep was playing hard to get.

"Sure." But, she wasn't planning on going to class today, and trying to get some actual rest was probably a good idea. "Sure."

"You wanna just meet me back down there?" he asked quietly. "I'll leave the door open if you want some quiet time up here."

Effy nodded slowly. "I'll be down in a minute, okay?" Or a few minutes. But she'd find him eventually. He probably needed the break from her crazy, as much as anything else. Had enough to deal with, without adding that.

"Take your time," he said, stepping back from her carefully and holding his arm against his body. "I'll be there."

With that said, he nodded at her and headed back to his room.

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