Luceti Appointments

[wouldntbetonit]

Messages and meetings that aren't journal and log posts for Lt. William Bush!

(Please date and title accordingly~)

Comments

[simplestgift]

Archie's lips part. What happened? Grell left. He came inside. He was seeing haloes again.

...Fantastic.

He clears his throat weakly. "Water."

[wouldntbetonit]

"Don't move."

Like that's supposed to do anything. Bush seems to think so as he lets Archie's arms go and stands to get him a glass of water. At least here they didn't have to worry about rationing the stuff.

Right now, at least. Bush didn't trust this place as far as he could throw it.

He comes back with the glass and sits next to Archie, dumbly holding the glass in front of him to offer it up. He won't ask what happened till after he's managed to drink some of it. It was what he asked for after all.

[simplestgift]

Archie wraps his hand around the glass and drinks, but is barely holding on to the glass. A few swallows gets the gummy feeling out of his mouth and soothes the throat stinging from all the shouting he must have been doing. Thank God no one was here for that.

He sits back, half-asleep and so completely out of dignity that he barely even cares what Bush thinks or knows.