- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- On fairly regularly, every day. I'll notice a PM almost immediately. Replies come randomly.
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- No Preferences
- Genres
- High fantasy is my personal favorite, followed closely by modern fantasy and post-apocalyptic, but I can happily play in any genre if the plot is good enough.
Them. It was the mysterious "them" again. "They" were going to hurt her. It was nearly too much for her to bear. Instead she steeled her nerve. It would do no good to try and reason with Drew right now. He wouldn't even hear anything she was trying to say. He wasn't in a state of mind where he could understand her attempts to reason with him. She would just have to force the situation.
"No," she repeated. No reasoning. No explanation. No attempts to cajole him. Simply a refusal. And that was all he would get from her. Lily was done reasoning. She was done trying to comfort him. Right now, it was simply a matter of saving him, or letting him fall. She'd deal with the fallout of it once he was over this. "We are leaving. Right now." She stood, pulling Andrew forcibly to his feet. Neither of them would be getting dressed before they left. There was simply no time for it. She wouldn't let Drew get any worse. "If you don't follow me into that car, right now, I'll call the hospital, and they'll come and get you, and take you back."
It was a cruel thing to do, and Lily knew it. She was playing off his fears, and doubly so. On the one hand, Andrew had told her that he did not want to go back to the hospital. That he never wanted to go back to the hospital. On the other hand, he was obviously desperately afraid of the "them". If he was trapped in the hospital, "they" would be able to get him easily.
Lily let him go, stood, and walked out the door. In the last instant, before Andrew would be able to see it, she scooped up the phone and tucked it into the waistband of her pajamas. She didn't want Andrew accidentally grabbing it.
"No," she repeated. No reasoning. No explanation. No attempts to cajole him. Simply a refusal. And that was all he would get from her. Lily was done reasoning. She was done trying to comfort him. Right now, it was simply a matter of saving him, or letting him fall. She'd deal with the fallout of it once he was over this. "We are leaving. Right now." She stood, pulling Andrew forcibly to his feet. Neither of them would be getting dressed before they left. There was simply no time for it. She wouldn't let Drew get any worse. "If you don't follow me into that car, right now, I'll call the hospital, and they'll come and get you, and take you back."
It was a cruel thing to do, and Lily knew it. She was playing off his fears, and doubly so. On the one hand, Andrew had told her that he did not want to go back to the hospital. That he never wanted to go back to the hospital. On the other hand, he was obviously desperately afraid of the "them". If he was trapped in the hospital, "they" would be able to get him easily.
Lily let him go, stood, and walked out the door. In the last instant, before Andrew would be able to see it, she scooped up the phone and tucked it into the waistband of her pajamas. She didn't want Andrew accidentally grabbing it.