Room 2342 Just Ain't No Fun
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gone_byebyeRay pulls the door open, a bundle of books under one arm. "Evening, Danny," he says as Egon shoulders his way past him. "How's it going?"
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Date: 2006-01-15 05:18 am (UTC)He was holding his head now, and looking confused and pained, as if he had a splitting headache. "This isn't supposed to be happening! I'm not supposed to feel this way!"
He felt...guilty. He was horrible. He was horrible and ashamed of himself, and no, no, this couldn't be happening, he felt hatred, and anger, and underneath all of it, hurt...
And...
And who was he?
Was he a hero?
Was he a freak?
Was he a monster?
Was he something else entirely? Was he some hideous amalgam of them all?
"STOP IT!" And then he was wailing again, with enough force that the generators nearly overloaded and failed, like before. However, Egon's upgrades and Harper's tweaks just managed to prevent that from happening--but only just.
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Date: 2006-01-15 05:23 am (UTC)Reflexively, Ray pillbugged, pulling into a ball that any child of the Fifties would recognize as the instinctive form of 'duck and cover'. He peeked out and over in Danny's direction when the wail stopped.
If Danny's friends didn't turn up soon, he was going to have to get Eddie to open the door to Amity Park after all.
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Date: 2006-01-15 05:32 am (UTC)You can't live without me either.
Then we'll just have to see who comes out on top.
It didn't matter which part of Danny's psyche was saying which, really. After his tantrum and mental, he was left in a kneeling position, swaying slightly. He fell over on his face and curled up in a ball, holding his head, very still.
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Date: 2006-01-15 05:34 am (UTC)"I'm sorry, Danny," he repeated; and then, because it really seemed like the closest he would ever get again to anything safe, he went back to his folding chair and sat down with his own book.
It was gonna be a long night.