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Tryin' to walk through the pain

Who: Albedo and Gaignun
Where: Gaignun's hotel room.
When: Saturday morning.
What: Brothers meet after a painful death. Violence and bonding ensue, in that order.
Rating: Probably PG-13 for mild violence and references to death and insanity.

It didn't take much to figure out that Nigredo was angry, but Albedo couldn't blame him. He had, after all, felt the same way when it was him forced to watch his brother fade away. But he didn't regret what he had done-well, maybe he acknowledged that he shouldn't have said some of the things he had while he was insane, but he didn't regret dying. There hadn't been any other way, unless Rubedo had spontaneously reappeared. And that was what he needed to explain to Nigredo, now that he had the time and the focus.

To anyone who didn't know better, he seemed perfectly calm walking through the hotel toward his brother's room. Nobody would have been able to tell that the last time he'd been able to walk on his own, he had been on a rampage and traumatized two people. They wouldn't be able to tell that he was still volatile, barely containing a nearly crippling pain. In truth, he felt like he'd been torn in half, but he couldn't let it show. He couldn't let himself show his weakness. Not in the hallway, and not as he raised a gloved fist to knock firmly on his brother's door.

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SIGH. What is it with you and Jr being so fond of anachronisms? Thankfully he gets most of them. "Fool moon is right." He smiled and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall.

"I'm not surprised you're groggy, you just woke up. But that's fine, I don't think I'm up to you being high energy right now anyways."

"I can't say I'm looking forward to going to sleep tonight, however."

He turned his hand over to look at his gloved palm as the amusement faded from his expression. His nightmares were bad enough at the best of times, but they would be that much worse now that Rubedo was gone and he was sane again.

"You know..." He stopped mid sentence, one of the rare times he wonders if he needs to reword something before letting it slip out into the open air. He figured he knew what Albedo really didn't want to face in the dark.

"If you want to, I'll probably be in my room doing paper work most of the night if you want to crash there." There, offer made. "If you can sleep with typing that is."

"I think I might have more difficulty sleeping for watching to see when you pass out at your desk."

He managed a taunting smirk, nudging Nigredo again.

"I would not pass out at my desk!" Clearly this is lies. "I would eventually go to bed. I just have some paper work I need to finish filling out, I've been rather lax on it." He smirked and nudged back, playing along.

"Still, I suppose for your sake I can knock off early."

"Of course you would, Nigredo."

His mood had lifted enough to give a proper smirk, but his hand remained firmly around his brother's. His teasing was interrupted by a yawn, however, and he leaned back against the wall himself...and maybe a little bit on Nigredo.

Nigredo let him lean with out comment, knowing that this moment would probably be fleeting enough as it was.

"Maybe you should just take it easy today. Anything you had to do can wait one more day."

"I suppose I can wait to contact William." He tapped afinger against the side of his leg, disappointed. "I'm likely in no state to do anything with regards to the theater at the moment anyway."

Thankfully your baby brother is fairly good at connecting the dots. "So you volunteered for Shakespeare's plays? I'm not surprised." The 'you always had a flair for dramatics' or 'you ham' endings to that comment are very heavily implied.

"You won't be out of action for long I suspect. You'll rest for a day and then get bored enough to go out again."

"There's a severe lack of actual talent here, as well." He grimaced, as if the fact offended him.

"And I suspect I'll be bored long before I have the energy to be out and about again."

"Don't be so harsh on them Albedo, not everyone has stage presence after all." He said, elbowing his brother in the side. "A lot of them are just kids too, they'll grow into it."

There was a small part of him that was glad that Albedo might be sticking to one place for a while, it would make him easier to keep an eye on in those random moments of paranoia that Nigredo knew were going to come. "Though I suppose I can go pick you up some things for entertainment."

"They certainly will if they pay attention." A little bit of bragging on his part as he smacked his brother's shoulder with his own.

"But you know, Nigredo, I've missed quite a bit of time I could have spent adding to my collection."

He hoped his brother knew him well enough to figure out what collection he was talking about.

Of course he did. Jr would speak the same way when referring to a certain 'collection'. "Then should I go see what you have and then try to find what you are missing? It will keep you from tearing at the furniture."

"I'm not an animal, Nigredo."

He reached over to give the younger URTV a light punch to the side of the head, but he looked amused despite his complaints.

"I'll show you where I keep them."

Nigredo was a little surprised that they were falling so easily into this, but he certainly was not going to complain. After all, it was kind of nice having a sibling his own size once again. Not to mention it would act as a bandage for Rubedo's loss. He was even more surprised to learn that he even missed the bruises that brothers could bring.

"Alright. We'll go when you're ready."

On Albedo's side, at least, it was partially a desire for the comfort of what they'd established as their normal relationship. Partly, it was just that he wanted to keep Nigredo close. And partly it was an attempt to use the light mood to keep himself from getting too depressed or angry.

"I don't think I'm going to get any more inclined to get up the longer we sit here."

"Can we at least move up off the floor?" Sure he'd been the first to meet it, but he knew his legs would soon be falling asleep the longer he spent down there. Of course, he made no motion to move himself, because that would require perhaps letting go of that all important hand.

He shifted, pushing himself up to his knees with his free hand. He wasn't moving any more until Nigredo did, or else he might have to let go to stand up.

"If we're getting up anyway, we may as well go fetch my things."

Well, alright then, his room is going to be crowded then. Not that he minds of course. Nigredo was more then happy to keep him in sight for a while.

"May as well. How much are you bringing over?" He asked, awkwardly hauling himself up as best he could with one hand.

"Three or four of my thicker books should keep me occupied for the remainder of the day."

He forced himself the rest of the way to his feet, careful not to pull Nigredo back down lest they both fall over.

"I would like to bring a bottle of my wine, as well."

"Alright, that shouldn't take too long then." He said, brushing himself off with his free hand. "I'd offer you the use of my books, but I haven't had much time to really get a library started."

"Come on. Let's go."

"I suppose there are perks to working in a bookstore, even if the owner does try my patience."

He started for the door with a bit of a smug smirk. He was still missing a few books he wanted, but he was still proud of his collection. And even though his humor was still ringing hollow, he still couldn't pass up the chance to one-up his brother.

"Who owns it anyways? I keep seeing different people when I go in there to look on my lunch breaks." Gaignun asked, walking with Albedo to the door. He heard that subtle dig, but resisted rising to the bait.

"Gilgamesh." Given the amount of distaste dripping off of that name, it was clear that Albedo would probably be working anywhere else if it weren't for the fact that it was an honest to goodness fully stocked book store. "A prime example of an arrogant fool."

"Gilgamesh? I think I've heard his name spoken over the network." Nigredo answered thoughtfully, walking with him. "I'm sorry you have to suffer with someone like that, but you do have a prime position there."

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