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thisavrou_log2016-02-09 10:06 pm
rraidergirl) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-02-09 10:06 pm
Entry tags:
[open] I'm alive I'm alive
Who: Lara and YOU!
When: After the ship leaves Eimiri, several days after this grim business, time is irrelevant and not the boss of me
Where: Everywhere, but mostly between midnight and 4am.
What: It''s very peaceful and quiet and Lara is failing rather spectacularly to cope.
Warnings: Violent flashbacks! Tag headers containing thread specific warnings! Uncalled for dramatics and a needless amount of prompts below the cut!
State of Mind (wildcard)
She hasn't slept. It's less of a problem at this point and more of a fact. She hasn't slept. There should be no reason for it, especially now that they're up and away from the planet and the related madness, but still. Yamatai looms. Lara dreams. Long shadows, heavy rain, small bloody children and Himiko, face twisted in a smile that looks almost like Sam.
Yamatai looms and Lara does not sleep, but ghosts tug at her heels, stepping soft behind her through the corridors. She thinks, probably, she must look mad, prowling through dimmed corridors, eyes hollowed and shadowed, looking for something to distract her. She is at least hesitant to approach other people. She knows she's not at her best and... there's other things. Hands reaching for her, bullets and knives and fire. She takes too loud a breath and for a long moment, doesn't move.
Where's Waldo (wildcard)
The problem with deciding not to sleep (not that this is necessarily a conscious decision, she just simply... isn't) is that eventually the body overcomes the will. Lara sleeps. In brief spurts, barely longer than a few hours at a time. She tries to do it out of the way, but it's rather hit or miss. She tries to keep moving, but there are moments where she has to sit still and that's when she sleeps.
It's could almost be a game: what deeply inappropriate place has Lara managed to fall asleep this time? Next to her food in the cafeteria? On the library floor, surrounded by stacks of open books? Curled up on the observation deck? On top of a spare crate of uniforms in the cargo bay? Wherever it is, someone might want to wake her up.
Midnight Swim
By the ship clock, it's nearly 3am. The rec room is empty and even if it weren't, Lara would be hard pressed to care. She had gotten a few extra sets of clothes on Eimiri, but one of those was definitely not a swim suit. This also doesn't stop her. She strips down to her underwear and slides into the pool. That this part is empty is something of a comfort. She doesn't know what she would say to someone right now.
The water is warm and stinks of chlorine. She does laps till her arms and legs burn, then flips to her back to float. In a moment, she'll turn back over and start again.
When: After the ship leaves Eimiri, several days after this grim business, time is irrelevant and not the boss of me
Where: Everywhere, but mostly between midnight and 4am.
What: It''s very peaceful and quiet and Lara is failing rather spectacularly to cope.
Warnings: Violent flashbacks! Tag headers containing thread specific warnings! Uncalled for dramatics and a needless amount of prompts below the cut!
State of Mind (wildcard)
She hasn't slept. It's less of a problem at this point and more of a fact. She hasn't slept. There should be no reason for it, especially now that they're up and away from the planet and the related madness, but still. Yamatai looms. Lara dreams. Long shadows, heavy rain, small bloody children and Himiko, face twisted in a smile that looks almost like Sam.
Yamatai looms and Lara does not sleep, but ghosts tug at her heels, stepping soft behind her through the corridors. She thinks, probably, she must look mad, prowling through dimmed corridors, eyes hollowed and shadowed, looking for something to distract her. She is at least hesitant to approach other people. She knows she's not at her best and... there's other things. Hands reaching for her, bullets and knives and fire. She takes too loud a breath and for a long moment, doesn't move.
Where's Waldo (wildcard)
The problem with deciding not to sleep (not that this is necessarily a conscious decision, she just simply... isn't) is that eventually the body overcomes the will. Lara sleeps. In brief spurts, barely longer than a few hours at a time. She tries to do it out of the way, but it's rather hit or miss. She tries to keep moving, but there are moments where she has to sit still and that's when she sleeps.
It's could almost be a game: what deeply inappropriate place has Lara managed to fall asleep this time? Next to her food in the cafeteria? On the library floor, surrounded by stacks of open books? Curled up on the observation deck? On top of a spare crate of uniforms in the cargo bay? Wherever it is, someone might want to wake her up.
Midnight Swim
By the ship clock, it's nearly 3am. The rec room is empty and even if it weren't, Lara would be hard pressed to care. She had gotten a few extra sets of clothes on Eimiri, but one of those was definitely not a swim suit. This also doesn't stop her. She strips down to her underwear and slides into the pool. That this part is empty is something of a comfort. She doesn't know what she would say to someone right now.
The water is warm and stinks of chlorine. She does laps till her arms and legs burn, then flips to her back to float. In a moment, she'll turn back over and start again.
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