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Delirium ([personal profile] endlessdel) wrote2007-10-31 03:21 pm

Telling Tales

Delirium didn't know where to go anymore, everywhere was wrong and it had gone so quiet. She preferred the screaming, she knew all about screaming but the silence was killing her. Delirium stumbled through the trees towards her home, the asylum. "Barnabas," Delirium called out, the german shepherd following her swiftly. He wouldn't let her out of her sight, not until it was safe.

She couldn't find Samara, John, Abby and oh god... her pirates. "Ragetti?" Delirium called out, approaching their home. "Pintel? Roshaun!"

Delirium turned at the sound of a crack, a twig breaking behind her. She was dead, she was dead, oh gods it would hurt. It would..."Wha-" Barnabas barked a warning at the man as Delirium stared at him confused. He wasn't her pirate. "What are you doing here?"


[[Timed to Post Halloween Plot]]

[identity profile] bitofredemption.livejournal.com 2007-11-08 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Already exhausted, added to the writhing guilt in his stomach that made him feel slightly ill; the first hard shove took him by surprise and made him stumble back a step or two, it left a slight sting where he had been shoved. “Delirium.” He began once again his voice firm, his best attempt to calm her down. “I know you wish to see him now. But there's..just- There’s isn’t any way, right now.” She was becoming quite frantic, and focusing on trying to settle was better than focusing solely on his own guilt.

She shoved him roughly again but this time he was somewhat more prepared; shoulders squared. Perhaps were he not constantly thinking about ..what he knew to be true. He wasn’t sure what else to say, and now part of him was ..glad he didn’t have to tell her whom had killed Ragetti, he wasn’t sure if he could stand it. However, it also rendered him rather speechless. All he could think to do, was apologise, of course she didn’t know the extent as to why; but the least of all was that she couldn’t take her to see Ragetti now. He didn’t think it would be right. “I’m sorry.” He said, quietly. Though it almost felt useless he'd said it so often to the poor girl, he meant it.

[identity profile] bitofredemption.livejournal.com 2007-11-11 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
James knew he would have more to say when he not plagued by guilt, that he'd be far more eloquent then too. But, all he could hear ..and subsequently all he could then say for that matter was sorry. He was truly sorry, but all that would help her, would be to take responsibility, to admit what this woman deserved to hear. It wasn't right to keep it from her. But, he wouldn't forever and he knew, without using it as an excuse his confession, without doubt would first have to be to the law.

He watched, with a stirring of dread as her expression changed, as though she'd managed to pull the thoughts from his mind, his guilt out into the open. "No- I." He retorted weakly, he couldn't admit it to her yet. Yet, he wanted to remind himself over and over. Not yet, but he would. He had to. But her assurance was only more certain.

So certain she lunged at him with a speed he hadn't expected, and at once she's ..grasping at his face then scratching,it stings and he has no clue just how deeply her nails could possibly claw as he’s more intent on trying to get hold of her thin wrists and pull her hands away from his face and back toward her. “Delirium please!” he blurted at once, he had no idea how to calm her in such a state, she had an unexpected strength and all he could do was feed her more lies ..if he said it was an accident, that would imply he had guilt to explain. “You must calm down, please.” His voice was slightly uneven, both from the shock of her actions, and that he did not know what he could offer her, until he could tell her the truth.

[identity profile] bitofredemption.livejournal.com 2007-11-13 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
She had every right to be angry. She had every right to hate him with all she could, and whilst already felt a writhing guilt for what he had done, restraining her seemed even worse. Lying to her, and when, though her own accord Delirium had discovered the truth he was forced to restrain her, clutching her wrists though firmly, though he could not find it within himself to be too forceful with the distressed girl.

He couldn’t apologise again. She didn’t want to hear any of that, he’d already apologised so often it seemed useless now, all he could do was to was stop her from actually hurting herself in her thrashing anger. Her kicks caught his shin on the left and he winced. “Delirium ..you must calm down.” He felt utterly useless in the situation, everything he said was useless at least, and he was sure all he could do would be to restrain her until her hysteria had faded enough that she could be taken to her home.