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revivalproject2021-04-03 02:19 pm
wearingthestars) wrote in revivalproject2021-04-03 02:19 pm
What is grief?
WHO: Billy/Various, some OTA (will be noted)
WHERE: First Breath, Vanquish, Temba, YA house
WHAT: Sad
WHEN: Day of Return
WARNINGS: Sad
Return
(OT Vanquish [or First Breath if you want to see him worrying on the ship], Mostly meant for Jon and/or Lauri-Ell)
When the compulsion to return to the ships had come, Teddy hadn't been there. It set a knot of worry in Billy's stomach, even as he tried to reason it didn't mean he was gone. He might have gotten up early, or felt the compulsion before him, or...something. Right?
Still, that dread kept him from messaging during the trip back, mind running over the dark possibilities until they had landed and Billy went running to wait outside Vanquish. He was just worrying for nothing, right??
Storm Clouds
(OTA)
Billy was at a loss. What was a he supposed to do? He was trying very hard not to fall back into that deep depression that had claimed him after Cassie- that dark numbness that seemed to swallow him up for months.
The weather around him seemed to be reflecting that conflict, isolated clouds, dark and stormy, possibly attracted by the electricity that occasionally flickered unbidden at his fingertips.
He didn't know how to find a proper balance, to feel these emotions without losing himself to them.
The clouds rumbled overhead, rain pelting down, and Billy offered up an apologetic look as he wasn't the only one caught up in this downpour.
"Sorry-"
Hold Me
(for Tommy)
The house didn't feel the same without him. Billy tried to set aside that steadily growing weight on his chest and put away some of what he'd brought back from their trip, but he kept seeing signs of Teddy everywhere. He couldn't quite bring himself to touch any of Teddy's stuff, leaving it where it was.
He tried to sleep that night, laying on his side of the bed, switching between tears and long stretches of sleepless silence, before finally giving up and leavingtheir his room for Tommy's.
He peered inside hesitantly, voice a little rough from the boughts of crying.
"...Could I sleep with you?"
WHERE: First Breath, Vanquish, Temba, YA house
WHAT: Sad
WHEN: Day of Return
WARNINGS: Sad
Return
(OT Vanquish [or First Breath if you want to see him worrying on the ship], Mostly meant for Jon and/or Lauri-Ell)
When the compulsion to return to the ships had come, Teddy hadn't been there. It set a knot of worry in Billy's stomach, even as he tried to reason it didn't mean he was gone. He might have gotten up early, or felt the compulsion before him, or...something. Right?
Still, that dread kept him from messaging during the trip back, mind running over the dark possibilities until they had landed and Billy went running to wait outside Vanquish. He was just worrying for nothing, right??
Storm Clouds
(OTA)
Billy was at a loss. What was a he supposed to do? He was trying very hard not to fall back into that deep depression that had claimed him after Cassie- that dark numbness that seemed to swallow him up for months.
The weather around him seemed to be reflecting that conflict, isolated clouds, dark and stormy, possibly attracted by the electricity that occasionally flickered unbidden at his fingertips.
He didn't know how to find a proper balance, to feel these emotions without losing himself to them.
The clouds rumbled overhead, rain pelting down, and Billy offered up an apologetic look as he wasn't the only one caught up in this downpour.
"Sorry-"
Hold Me
(for Tommy)
The house didn't feel the same without him. Billy tried to set aside that steadily growing weight on his chest and put away some of what he'd brought back from their trip, but he kept seeing signs of Teddy everywhere. He couldn't quite bring himself to touch any of Teddy's stuff, leaving it where it was.
He tried to sleep that night, laying on his side of the bed, switching between tears and long stretches of sleepless silence, before finally giving up and leaving
He peered inside hesitantly, voice a little rough from the boughts of crying.
"...Could I sleep with you?"
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"Mm, well, there's still time," he offers, "That's a complicated thing, even if you did remember everything here."
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There's time. There is a lot of time because they've got what they have here, but they have something there too. They have family.
"I wish I did remember here, though. Remember that it's okay to admit maybe people were wrong about me."
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"...I feel stupid for being so upset when I know I get to go home eventually and see him again."
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And he won't accept that.
"No one trusts me to be smart or achieve things there," Tommy counters.
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"No one?" There's David, and Billy, and the rest of the Young Avengers. And the Actual Avengers. And the Kaplans. And whoever those people were who hired him to make those tech things. And the Runaways. And-
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"Wow, Billy, listen to the words coming out of my mouth. People here have more faith in me. Even Tony."
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Either way, he doesn't have the energy to press tonight, just sighing and giving his brother a pointed squeeze.
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"Just sleep, Billy. I've got you."