( closed ) nightmare
Jul. 3rd, 2011 12:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Who: Gumi, Lily (Aiko and Reki later)
Location: Inside Gumi's Nightmare | Reki/Aiko/Gumi's Apartment, Tokyo, Japan (XI!AU)
When: The night after returning to Japan after this log. (4 years post-XI)
Content: Gumi has a nightmare and a hangover.
Format: ... action.
Notes: post formatting taken from Avie's musebox and stuff. 8O
Also, this log involves stabbing and blood. Just saying.
[ the flight back was okay. kinda awkward, still. they made it back home safely, though. it was night time by the time they returned to the apartment, and Aiko was so tired that she was put to bed almost immediately. Gumi had said she was a little tired and gone to her room soon after.
That was a lie. She was wide awake. Wide awake, and alone with her thoughts. After a few hours of laying in bed with no results whatsoever, Gumi got up. Maybe a snack or something would help.
She made her way to the kitchen as quietly as she could, so she didn't wake the other residents of the house, and looked around the kitchen for whatever she could find that seemed like it'd help. Among the hidden things, there was a bottle of sake.
Gumi stared long and hard at it. She'd gotten it a while back. It was being saved, just in case she needed it.
She only wondered for a few moments whether or not now was a good time before taking the bottle and a shot glass to her room. It didn't matter that the sake was warm. It was better than nothing.
She sat down in bed again once she got back to her room and downed a shot of the sake. And another.
Before she knew it, she was asleep.
Unfortunately, it may have been better for her if she'd stayed awake.
It was night time. The moon was full, and it was very bright ... Gumi didn't even need the city lights to see where she was going. She was walking the streets of Tokyo, not quite sure where she was going, only that she was going somewhere ... ]
Location: Inside Gumi's Nightmare | Reki/Aiko/Gumi's Apartment, Tokyo, Japan (XI!AU)
When: The night after returning to Japan after this log. (4 years post-XI)
Content: Gumi has a nightmare and a hangover.
Format: ... action.
Notes: post formatting taken from Avie's musebox and stuff. 8O
Also, this log involves stabbing and blood. Just saying.
[ the flight back was okay. kinda awkward, still. they made it back home safely, though. it was night time by the time they returned to the apartment, and Aiko was so tired that she was put to bed almost immediately. Gumi had said she was a little tired and gone to her room soon after.
That was a lie. She was wide awake. Wide awake, and alone with her thoughts. After a few hours of laying in bed with no results whatsoever, Gumi got up. Maybe a snack or something would help.
She made her way to the kitchen as quietly as she could, so she didn't wake the other residents of the house, and looked around the kitchen for whatever she could find that seemed like it'd help. Among the hidden things, there was a bottle of sake.
Gumi stared long and hard at it. She'd gotten it a while back. It was being saved, just in case she needed it.
She only wondered for a few moments whether or not now was a good time before taking the bottle and a shot glass to her room. It didn't matter that the sake was warm. It was better than nothing.
She sat down in bed again once she got back to her room and downed a shot of the sake. And another.
Before she knew it, she was asleep.
Unfortunately, it may have been better for her if she'd stayed awake.
It was night time. The moon was full, and it was very bright ... Gumi didn't even need the city lights to see where she was going. She was walking the streets of Tokyo, not quite sure where she was going, only that she was going somewhere ... ]
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on 2011-07-04 05:44 am (UTC)Lily ..?
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on 2011-07-04 06:16 am (UTC)[and she keeps running]
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on 2011-07-04 06:29 am (UTC)Lily, what's ... going on?
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on 2011-07-04 06:30 am (UTC)[work out more]Wouldn't you like to know?
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on 2011-07-04 06:31 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-04 06:33 am (UTC)You should've known for the past four years.
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on 2011-07-04 06:46 am (UTC)A lot has happened in the past four years. You're going to have to be more specific.
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on 2011-07-04 07:12 am (UTC)This was from year one, right when the wound was fresh. [The knife is slowly twisted as she enunciates the last word.]
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on 2011-07-04 07:14 am (UTC)...
what stabilityher breathing became labored, her teeth gritting in pain as she felt the sharp knife enter and twist within her ]
L-Lily ...
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on 2011-07-04 07:21 am (UTC)Or maybe it didn't hurt this much. Who knows?
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on 2011-07-04 07:36 am (UTC)L-Lily ... w-why would you ...?
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on 2011-07-04 06:13 pm (UTC)Year two. [this time she stabs Gumi in her side, but doesn't twist the knife.] Still hadn't sorted out all that emotional shit, so I thought, why not deal with it later? Or better yet, pretend it wasn't even there. And it actually worked. This year wasn't as bad, but it still kinda hurt. I think you get the idea.
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