[ Since Wonderland, Alex has...continued to have one hell of a time. It's not in the same way, no. But he's been recovering his Self, picking through the last weeks in horror. Haunted by the memories of the disastrous attempt to distract Adrian, and the results of being the last of the group left standing. And, of course...
Well. His own encounter with death. Again.
It's probably a miracle that he was sleeping and stayed sleeping, through all this. If you worry yourself sick and tired, eventually you're going to collapse, and that's basically how he's been living. The nightmares, the scars from Wonderland- they're graciously absent for a single night. And Alex rests, while Will pours his heart out and divulges so much that he's has wondered about and puts to words so many feelings that've been nebulously festering inside him, for so long.
He wakes early. He spies the new message alerts.
And he has to freeze and stop after the first one.
Why didn't he think, if Lion had heard them, that they would just be gone? Why did he think once those messages were sent they'd be lost to the void? He stands, he quickly excuses himself from his room, he tries to keep down a building panic attack.
A message. Clumsy, sloppy. ]
can I come over?
[ Will was sedated. And these were sent at...early, rather early in the morning. So, it's only right that Alex not barge in first thing. What this leads to is he's more-or-less pacing right the med center, until Dr. Tank pokes his head out and literally drags him into the med center. Recently recovered from death, what is he doing just lingering out there, come in, stop walking-- Dr. Tank suffers so much.
And he stands outside Will's room- segment, whatever- in the med center but nonetheless still feeling his skin shiver on his bones, waiting for a response and not...just going in, to wake him up.
He's not sure, quite how to feel. Other than staring at the wall, blankly. ]
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Well. His own encounter with death. Again.
It's probably a miracle that he was sleeping and stayed sleeping, through all this. If you worry yourself sick and tired, eventually you're going to collapse, and that's basically how he's been living. The nightmares, the scars from Wonderland- they're graciously absent for a single night. And Alex rests, while Will pours his heart out and divulges so much that he's has wondered about and puts to words so many feelings that've been nebulously festering inside him, for so long.
He wakes early. He spies the new message alerts.
And he has to freeze and stop after the first one.
Why didn't he think, if Lion had heard them, that they would just be gone? Why did he think once those messages were sent they'd be lost to the void? He stands, he quickly excuses himself from his room, he tries to keep down a building panic attack.
A message. Clumsy, sloppy. ]
can I come over?
[ Will was sedated. And these were sent at...early, rather early in the morning. So, it's only right that Alex not barge in first thing. What this leads to is he's more-or-less pacing right the med center, until Dr. Tank pokes his head out and literally drags him into the med center. Recently recovered from death, what is he doing just lingering out there, come in, stop walking-- Dr. Tank suffers so much.
And he stands outside Will's room- segment, whatever- in the med center but nonetheless still feeling his skin shiver on his bones, waiting for a response and not...just going in, to wake him up.
He's not sure, quite how to feel. Other than staring at the wall, blankly. ]