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John Egbert ([personal profile] hamburellakind) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2012-12-10 10:12 pm
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Ring around the rosie [open]

Who: Everyone
Where: Egypt
When: Monday (Plague Day)
Rating: R for violence
Summary: Everyone is dying.
The Story:

[ooc: Pick a death, any death!]
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hamburellakind: (Oops)

[personal profile] hamburellakind 2012-12-16 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
John nods a little, then stops.

"But what if you get sick?"

[personal profile] urnewkingbitch 2012-12-16 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugs lightly.

"Then I'll follow you shortly."
hamburellakind: (Bitches.)

[personal profile] hamburellakind 2012-12-16 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
John snorts and dissolves into a coughing fit.

"That doesn't make me feel better."

[personal profile] urnewkingbitch 2012-12-16 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
It pains him to know that there's nothing he can feasibly do to help him.

"Well, you won't be alone wherever the hell you're goin', at least."
hamburellakind: (Sugoi sad)

[personal profile] hamburellakind 2012-12-16 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
John squeezes Dave's hand.

"Thank you." He closes his eyes. "I love you."

[personal profile] urnewkingbitch 2012-12-16 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
He squeezes back, gently as he can.

"Love you, too. Always."

His heart aches to see this. He knows it's not permanent in the mansion, but fuck it still hurts.
hamburellakind: (Just tell me now)

[personal profile] hamburellakind 2012-12-16 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
John's too exhausted to even startle properly when the scratching starts at the door. Then it turns to pounding and John forces his eyes open, squeezes Dave's hand.

"Go. Now."

[personal profile] urnewkingbitch 2012-12-16 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Dave tenses as he hears it, and his sword appears in his free hand once the pounding starts up.

"Like hell I'm leavin' you here with those bastards."

He brushes his lips lightly on John's temple before letting go of his hand. Dave stands up, wincing slightly as his leg practically screams in protest. He backs up a couple steps.

"Gonna lead as many of 'em away as I can. I'll come back if I can."

Though, he has a feeling that both of them know that he most likely won't.
hamburellakind: (Fuuuuuuuuh.)

[personal profile] hamburellakind 2012-12-16 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
John can't really tell if he's crying. Everything is kind of numb after the medicine that doctor guy gave him, and he's been sweating profusely since he woke up this morning. But if he is crying, it'd be appropriate.

He wishes he could bottle his windy thing and give it to Dave. He wishes he could go along and fight with him. He wishes he could open his eyes again.

He doesn't even think he can say he loves him again.

But he's pretty sure Dave knows.
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