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Zelgadis Greywords: forever a stone ([personal profile] livesarock) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-01-06 12:07 am

oh no notto this shitto again

WHO: Next on SOAPNET is the Terra and Zelgadis show...
WHERE: MAC
WHEN: Tonight is fine
WARNINGS: this shitto again
SUMMARY: nobody in this log can communicate in a sane and rational way that can alleviate confusion
FORMAT: screaming



Sometimes people remembered dreams, plain as that. Sometimes people remembered dreams...vividly...sometimes. Seers and such, sure. And maybe the occasional post-traumatic stress-induced nightmare. Logical. The mind sometimes did that, be it as an omen or just as an after-effect of...

What the hell effect of what and why?!

If Lina bothered to ask him what was eating him one more time, Zelgadis was liable to throw himself off the building. Instead, he'd stormed out in his not-unusual, over-dramatic huff for whenever something wasn't to his liking and he couldn't fix it. Straight to the roof. To throw himself off if need be, sure, but mostly just to get a clear head without any further prodding. Because it was just a stupid dream. Weird dreams weren't new around the City, after all, so...

So he had to try and rationalize that if it had been one of those weird dreams, either she was busy hiding out of sheer revulsion or she'd already gotten around to chucking herself off the roof. Possible. Morbid, but possible.

"Grrughh." He dug the heels of his palms into his eyes, slowly dragging his hands down the sides of his face. Sleep wasn't easy anymore. Nothing was easy anymore. What the hell was up with that? It was as if the universe realized he'd gotten the one thing he'd longed for after so many years and decided that rather than let him live and be happy, he'd have to suffer sevenfold over matters entirely unrelated. It was one thing after the other, getting more and more...just...just...!
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[personal profile] diesarock 2011-01-09 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Terra was unaware as to just how or why this conversation was so rough on Zelgadis; following a few steps behind, she had to keep a hand on the railing just to be safe, too busy mulling things over than paying attention to where she walked.

"Would they have been able to go so far instantly?"
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[personal profile] diesarock 2011-01-09 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
She came to a stop on the turn in the stairwell, heel sliding against the hard surface in a quiet squeak. The more he explained, it seemed, the less likely to her it seemed that he was simply inventing things. If he were simply confusing her powers for someone else's, then it stood to show he'd assume she would have similar strength or use her power in the same way, wouldn't he? If that were the case, then why did he say they 'kept going' until they were that far south? That meant they had to stop and go, didn't it?

It was, as far as Terra could tell, the only way she could have been responsible for moving them so far as that. But Zelgadis wouldn't have known that before now, would he?

She frowned, taking the steps quickly to catch up. "Why does it being unclear mean it's not right?"
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[personal profile] diesarock 2011-01-09 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then..." Terra came to a slow stop a few feet away, rubbing curled fingers against the heel of her palm to restart the circulation there. Okay, she could admit it got cold outside, but it wasn't like she had to worry about getting frostbite or getting sick. "Then... can't we say you're right? Until something can prove it's different..."