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Nov. 20th, 2011 08:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's strange to be outside again after so long spent indoors; first the endless dark of Rapture, and then the shuttered quiet of his own bedroom. He's seen the sunlight in bits and snatches, trickles through the slatted walls of the hut and shining through the door, but no more than that.
It feels good. Warm on his face when Jason tips it skyward, comforting. It feels good to know that in spite of the whole world ending, the sun and sky, the trees, the island is still here.
And going on as normal, if the sounds that greet Jason as he shuffles down the boardwalk are any indication. That feels good, too, and Jason feels better for every step he takes. In many ways, he feels like he's been ill, like it was a fever that's kept him indoors and not his own insurmountable dread. He feels raw and worn out, too hollow, but under the sun again...Bucky was right. He feels better.
He has no aim for where he's walking. There are faces he wants to see, but even now, he's afraid to seek them out. What will they say to him, what have they heard, or worse, what if they didn't care to notice he was gone?
The familiar hurt turns in Jason's stomach, and he takes the path not to the Compound, but down to Robin's Gym. Outside of class, the place is like a graveyard, but the wooden structures are familiar and sunlit. As ever when he's here alone, Jason thinks of Tim, and he smiles a little. "Way to miss the fireworks, little brother."
[ooc: wide open to familiar faces~ find him at Robin's Gym or on the way there]
It feels good. Warm on his face when Jason tips it skyward, comforting. It feels good to know that in spite of the whole world ending, the sun and sky, the trees, the island is still here.
And going on as normal, if the sounds that greet Jason as he shuffles down the boardwalk are any indication. That feels good, too, and Jason feels better for every step he takes. In many ways, he feels like he's been ill, like it was a fever that's kept him indoors and not his own insurmountable dread. He feels raw and worn out, too hollow, but under the sun again...Bucky was right. He feels better.
He has no aim for where he's walking. There are faces he wants to see, but even now, he's afraid to seek them out. What will they say to him, what have they heard, or worse, what if they didn't care to notice he was gone?
The familiar hurt turns in Jason's stomach, and he takes the path not to the Compound, but down to Robin's Gym. Outside of class, the place is like a graveyard, but the wooden structures are familiar and sunlit. As ever when he's here alone, Jason thinks of Tim, and he smiles a little. "Way to miss the fireworks, little brother."
[ooc: wide open to familiar faces~ find him at Robin's Gym or on the way there]
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Date: 2011-11-21 04:17 am (UTC)It's not good to abandon people.
But her lungs scream for air today as she runs down the beaten path, a figure racing by her side in a blur. A familiar one, dragging her to a stop, eyes wide as she stares.
She'd thought—
"You're back," she says, and it's too stunned to sound like an accusation, like a plea, like anything at all. Just white.
Like hope.
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Date: 2011-11-21 05:12 am (UTC)"I never left," he says. "I was just." Pushing a hand through his hair, Jason sighs. All that time to think, and he's yet to come up with anything like an excuse. "I needed some time."
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Date: 2011-11-21 05:21 am (UTC)"S'okay," she breathes, resting on the ground again, hands on his arms and pulling back to get a better look at him, making sure that he's fine. "Everyone needs time. We're not going anywhere, yeah?"
Her smile, tentative, coaxes its way back to her lips with the hesitance of bending reeds.
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Date: 2011-11-21 06:40 am (UTC)He smiles back, just as small, but he means it. "What day is it?"
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Date: 2011-11-21 04:21 am (UTC)It's a recurring theme in Katniss' life, or at least it's beginning to be. At the very moment that she begins to trust and care about somebody, they have to go and die or disappear on her. Boggs is the greatest example of this. And Finnick. Oh, and Peeta? Peeta's crazy, back home. Absolutely insane. And he'll never be right. They took him and they made him like that.
So it's no doubt that after a couple of days of Jason being gone, Katniss' mind begins to supply its own bits of information on what could have happened to him. Of course, she's been told the official reasons for everything, but this paranoia is something that isn't easily combated.
(Damn her for caring. Damn him for making her care.)
Once again, Katniss combs the island for him like it's part of her daily routine, but she's beginning to lose hope. She's a good tracker and always has been, but Jason moves like a shadow. If he doesn't want to be found, he won't be.
Oh, but there he is, standing amongst the rickety frames like he's been there all along. Katniss moves silently, arms crossing against her chest when she finally approaches.
"Hi."
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Date: 2011-11-21 05:25 am (UTC)"Sorry," he says. He'd sent word that he was okay, but he hadn't meant to be away for so long, hadn't meant to lose himself for so long, and she looks...Katniss looks how she always looks. Sad. Weary. Betrayed, and this time it's his fault. "I'm sorry."
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Date: 2011-11-21 05:42 am (UTC)"I kept thinking that something bad had happened to you," she says quietly, also somehow knowing that if Jason had found things so overwhelming that he'd had to run, then things must have gotten very bad. She's felt that before, too - being cornered, desperate. Hiding out in tiny closets or other dark, concealed spaces. Not for the first time, Katniss realizes just how alike they are.
Her first thought is always to run, too.
She moves closer, shifting the weight of the bow that she's never without on one shoulder. Step by step, giving him plenty of time to go away if he wants to. Katniss doesn't stop until she's in front of him. Until she awkwardly wraps her arms around him. She's not a huggy person, not at all inclined with physical affection, but sometimes it's needed and she knows that more than most.
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Date: 2011-11-21 04:42 am (UTC)Along the path, she turns to the gym to do a set of reps before heading the rest of the way home. Is slowing down when she sees-
"Jason." She lets out a breath that's all relief. After another day of watching for him to come out of Rapture she'd given up her post, trusting that she'd see him when- if- when he came back up. And here he is. "Oh, I'm glad to see you."
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Date: 2011-11-21 05:32 am (UTC)He'd been sitting, but now Jason's on his feet, fine tremors in his hands. "Did something happen?"
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Date: 2011-11-21 03:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-11-21 07:19 am (UTC)He hasn't gone seeking Jason out yet, mostly because he's not sure he's wanted yet. But Billy spots him ducking off the path, and he speeds up to catch up to Jason before he loses him in the trees. "Jason!"
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Date: 2011-11-21 08:05 pm (UTC)"Hey," he calls back, pausing.
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Date: 2011-11-22 05:26 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-11-21 07:26 am (UTC)He knows it's been a while, but it's not like they ever hung out every day, or anything. It was a relief, at least, to hear from Captain Barnes that Jason was still around, just...not available. After his uncle and his sister, and then two days of thinking his boss at the club was gone, Zuko really doesn't want to deal with the disappearance of another important person right now.
He's been checking places periodically. Places he knows Jason might show up. He hasn't been pushing, trying to see him at home or anything, because Zuko of all people understands the need to just be alone sometimes. He stops by Robin's Gym again today, and suddenly there he is, like he never left, like he hasn't been hiding away at all.
Zuko doesn't say anything at first, knowing Jason will realize he's there even if he doesn't make a sound. He just leans against one of the unfamiliar pieces of equipment and watches.
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Date: 2011-11-21 08:15 pm (UTC)Zuko, though....he's a familiar, friendly face, and if he's in any way unwelcome, it's only because Jason's not sure what to say for himself. "Hey," he finally calls.
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Date: 2011-11-22 06:44 am (UTC)"Where've you been?" he asks, and it's not accusatory or angry, just curious. Just a question. Jason should know by now, Zuko hopes, that he's got his back whenever he needs it, but Zuko also knows there are things a person needs to do without backup - or things for which it isn't possible.
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Date: 2011-11-21 06:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-21 08:52 pm (UTC)"Sorry," he says, hands coming up awkwardly at first, and then his arms are around her. "I didn't mean to scare anybody, I - " He pauses, huffing out a laugh. "I don't think I can get grounded."
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Date: 2011-11-21 09:10 pm (UTC)"You can too," Coraline argued, pressing her face against his chest. Jason was one of the few people on the island taller than her and it made hugging him all that easier. She didn't have to crouch for once. "I'll find someone and then they'll come and ground you and you won't be able to do anything fun and it's rubbish. Really, really rubbish."
Coraline sighed, looking up at him curiously with her eyes suspiciously red. She wasn't going to cry. "Where were you?"
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Date: 2011-11-21 08:59 pm (UTC)"Are you okay?" she hastily asks a moment later, small hands framing his face as she leans back just enough to get a proper look at him. Her fingertips are trembling just a little, but for the first time in days she feels like she can finally breathe.
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Date: 2011-11-21 09:13 pm (UTC)He doesn't feel steady yet, but he's stubborn, not releasing her even for the quick journey to the edge of the boardwalk where he can sit, Lux gathered up in his lap. "I'm okay," he says, letting her look, letting her see that he's unharmed. "I missed you."
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Date: 2011-11-23 03:29 am (UTC)Settled instantly in Jason's lap, her fingers skim their way across his stubbled jaw and up, lingering at the bit of pale hair just beginning to peek through at his hairline. Her eyes narrow a moment and then shift back down to Jason's.
"Where is he?"
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Date: 2011-11-22 12:42 am (UTC)But with that had come the chance that he wasn't around anymore. That he'd disappeared, as people often did on the island. It had been her fear of that, perhaps, that had kept her from inquiring after him for so long.
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Date: 2011-11-23 08:32 pm (UTC)"I was," he says, simply. "My dad's here. It's been...weird."
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Date: 2011-11-24 06:51 am (UTC)"So, you're not glad to see him, then."
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