patchworkdoctor: (try to focus...)
dr. franken stein. ([personal profile] patchworkdoctor) wrote in [community profile] animus_network2012-02-24 10:37 pm

⇝002 // voice

..Hello?

I'm not sure where I am. Where have I come to...?


I think...


I'm lost.
madscientits: (sigh)

[personal profile] madscientits 2012-02-25 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[She knows, logically, that won't happen. She knows, logically, that he's not going to go anywhere. When he gets too lost, he always waits around for her to guide him back home. But she still feels her heartbeat quicken and the panic rise in her soul, and she starts running up flights of stairs, skipping over steps, two, three at a time.

And somewhere behind all that, a desire to laugh, to giggle, to just... Give up and let it infect her as badly as it has done to him.

She pushes past it, she always does, and makes it up to the twelfth floor. Slowly, she walks towards him, like she was approaching an injured animal (she was, maybe, in a way) and gently puts a hand on his shoulder.]


It's okay, I'm here now.