ATH Not-So-Temporary Thread

[Lady Mimicry]

Justus' eyes widened and he hurried to Dietrich. "s**t," he whispered, afraid to move him, "I'm so sorry, babe. This is my fault..."

"Let me help, I won't...touch you, I promise." Tugging off his shirt, he draped it around Dietrich's shoulders and pick him up. He'd return later for his arm.

"s**t, Saber's no ******** mechanic..."
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Gabe turned then, glaring. "You ******** move, I'll rip your intestine's out." He grumpily sat beside him and added quietly, "The hell happened anyways?"  

[Felixitous]

Dietrich seemed to be shut off for the moment, so he didn't respond. His arm seemed to be less mechanic, though, and more like a ball-joint, like...well, a doll.



Lucy smirked, glad to have provoked something, at least. At his question, though, he sighed and resumed looking at the ceiling. "Well, I had a knife, you see. I wasn't feeling to great about myself, as those in my family are wont, and decided, hey, let's stab myself in the gut. Sort of regret it now, but hey, that's how it goes." He seemed rather insouciant about the whole thing.  

[Lady Mimicry]

"********, I'm gonna hate this." Sighing, he pulled his cellphone out and dialed Aramis. "Yeah, dad? It's Justus. Forest. I need you. Trigger preferably...Clover too, actually. Think Lucy lost blood. A lot."
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Standing up, Gabe leaned down and pressed his lips against Lucy's, stepping away as quickly as he had approached. "Um...stop it, then." Blushing, he rubbed the back of his neck and crept off to his room again.  

[Felixitous]

((that reminds me that i totally forgot about Aramis when Adair called him xD))

Aramis picked up the phone with more than a little surprise. He listened for a moment, then quickly gather all those requested up (plus Froot Loop) and ran off to find his children.



Lucy blinked, the frowned and started trying to sit up. "Oh, ********>, you're going to make me get up and follow your stupid a**, aren't you?" He stood and grimaced, almost falling over, it hurt so much, but stubbornly limped into Gabe's room, leaning heavily on the doorframe.

"For not wanting me to get up so much, you're doing a bad job of keeping me there, what with kissing me and walking away." He had the stunning ability to be mad about anything.  

[Lady Mimicry]

Justus hung up, then while he waited, started looking for Dietrich's arm. With luck, he found it and placed it across his lap. Absentmindedly, he fingers brushed along his and he sighed. "********." He'd never felt so terrible.

"What the hell, Lucy!" Taking him by the waist, he carried him to the bed, laying him down. "You weren't supposed to follow, f*****t."

"Don't see why I ******** care, you stuck it to yourself..."  

[Felixitous]

Aramis and his confused group arrived very quickly, all looking windswept as the angel had flown there. Trigger went over and picked Dietrich up, sighing. "They had to make him cute, didn't they?" She looked at Justus and glared. "What in the ******** did you do to him?"

Aramis put his hand on her shoulder, eye(s) narrowed. "He didn't do anything, and you damn well know it."

She shook her head and looked at Justus again. "Where's Lucy?"



Once on the bed, Lucy grabbed Gabe by the collar and pulled him down next to him. "You should have figured out by now that I'm bad at doing what I'm supposed to." He resisted for a moment, but very easily gave in and pulled Gabe into a kiss. Even injured, he liked the weight of Gabe on him, feeling a familiar flush run through him.  

[Lady Mimicry]

"If I ******** did anything, I would've left him here, you ******** b***h." Pressing his palms against his eyes, Justus started walking to the tree-house. They'd follow, he knew. Hopefully Lucy hadn't died. That would've been the icing on the cake, right there.

"Up ahead," he said, pointing towards the house, "Lucy's inside." Justus suddenly didn't want to be home, but he didn't want to see Dietrich either.

Gabriel returned Lucy's kiss eagerly. He threaded his fingers through Lucy's hair, but he resisted going any farther. Though the temptation was there.  

[Felixitous]

They all walked in, except for Aramis, you gave Justus an awkward hug.

"I know you didn't do anything, okay? And it may not have meant much to you, but...thanks for calling."



Lucy started to wrap his arms around Gabe, but pulled away, wincing and muttering, "Ow, ow, ******** ow..."

He sighed and leaned his head on Gabe's chest. "So anyway. I guess this kind of means we don't hate each other anymore."  

[Lady Mimicry]

"I didn't do that, but I still feel responsible, dad." Justus sighed and leaned against the tree. What if he hadn't been so lecherous? Dietrich wouldn't have malfunctioned, wouldn't have been...violated. Things could've really progressed and bloomed into something potentially good.

"Nah, I still hate you," Gabe replied, "But I don't hate you." He kissed his forehead and smirked. "Get it, jail bait?" Grabbing his blanket, Gabe covered them both and leaned back.

"No more squirming."  

[Felixitous]

Aramis sighed. "I know what you mean, but that kind of guilt will eat at you from the inside out until there's nothing left. Best to ignore it, let it go, whatever, and just do what you can to fix it." Sometimes, he was an idiot, but Aramis often had surprising moments of clarity.



Lucy nodded. "Yeah. Because you're still an awful ********." Seeing as he couldn't cuddle without killing himself, he settled for holding his hand. Kinda gay, but hey, they were two guys laying in a bed together. Might as well keep on gayin' it up.

Trigger walked in, though, and raised an eyebrow. "Lucy? You're not laying next to Gabriel, are you? Guess the whole annoying him to death thing worked?" She walked over and flicked his nose. "I didn't mean your death though, you moron."

Clover came in and looked at Gabe. "Either get up or be sewn together. I'm sure you two rather like one another, but I doubt you could handle that much togetherness."

She knelt beside Lucy and lifted the blanket to look at his stitches. "Tsk, these are shoddy at best. I'll have to take them out and redo them." She set a large first aid kit on the floor and pulled out her materials, then got to work.  

[Lady Mimicry]

"I resent that." Saber scoffed. Despite the tragedies around him, Saber was still cheerful. Seeing Trigger just fluctuated his mood further. First chance he had, he wrapped his arms around her waist, the tightest hug he could muster.

"I've missed you."

Gabriel scooted to the farthest edge of the bed and watched Clover work. Any mistakes, he'd catch them. Of course, to think she could make a mistake was utterly ridiculous.  

[Felixitous]

Trigger gave him a hug back, smiling wearily. "Sorry kiddo, but that's the best I can muster at the moment. Catch me later, all right? Besides, if you come home, you can visit Basil, too."

And Clover, of course, made no mistakes at all, but kept threatening to remove Gabe's liver and sell it if he looked over her shoulder much more. Lucy was nicely sedated and seemed not to care that there was a gash in him and that a large needle was patching it back together.

When she was done, Clover wrapped a bandage around him and sighed. "I think it's best we don't move him for now. In a few days, he should be able to be transported--not to move." She gave Gabe a deliberate look and left, kit in hand. Trigger kissed Lucy's forehead and called him an idiot a few more times, then took her leave, as well, with Dietrich.  

[Lady Mimicry]

Weeks passed...

Gabriel slept, wrapped within a cocoon of blankets. His arm was thrown across Lucy's stomach, but otherwise, the less grumpy fellow wasn't aware of anything, let alone Lucy's renewed ability of motion and the lovely possibilities behind it. (lame)

Within this week, Justus' influx of men/women had increased drastically. His orgies of four, now doubled to eight. He hadn't seemed too interested in them either, simply participating to participate. Justus' guest left early this morning, Justus only leaving his room once everyone was gone. Bruises covered his arms and the skin was broken around his wrist, but he didn't bother with them.

"Justus, are you still upset about Dietrich?" Saber asked.

"Of course not," he said happily, but Saber could taste how fake it was.

"I'll ask about him, when Lucy goes home, okay?"

"...thanks."  

[Felixitous]

Lucy rolled over, peacefully asleep for once. In a few quick motions, he was lying contentedly on top of Gabe, curled up, his cheek to Gabe's chest. For their claims of still hating one another, they'd become rather close.



At the Shop, Trigger had Dietrich up and running again, but until she could figure out how to help him, she was leaving him in standby. She felt awful every time he woke up, that pathetic look in his eye. Looking at him and his now-cracked mask, she suddenly got an idea, and took him down to her basement lab.  

[Lady Mimicry]

Gabe whined and kicked Lucy off the bed. The blankets didn't follow, still wrapped securely around the sleeping redhead.