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[there was a sound like the journal being flung open suddenly]
hello?! Faye? Dave and Grell? What happened....
[he was freaked out for a second, trying to recall what happened and why he was laying alone on a beach and feeling like he was or had been in danger. Then it all came back]
Oh yeah. Um guys, it's Thash...
hello?! Faye? Dave and Grell? What happened....
[he was freaked out for a second, trying to recall what happened and why he was laying alone on a beach and feeling like he was or had been in danger. Then it all came back]
Oh yeah. Um guys, it's Thash...
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Thash had been dead. It wasn't just that he was somewhere else...but that he'd died. And he'd said he missed her but she wondered how much he'd even noticed he'd been gone. It was all ao strange, and she didn't feel comfortable with it all at that moment*
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[once on the deck, he set the barrel down then tipped it so he could submerge his face and head in the water and take a good 'breath' of it to moisten his dry gills. Then he lifted the whole barrel and dumped it on his body. For a few seconds, he felt blissfully refreshed]
[then the pain started]
[it flared up very quickly in his throat and gills- an intense burning and stinging sensation. Than his whole body felt almost like it was on fire. He screamed hoarsely, grimacing. Then he started to cough as it felt like his throat and lungs might be starting to swell as they burned]
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What? What is it? What is it?
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[but it wasn't poisoned. Faye could even check what was spilled all over the deck if she wanted, and she'd find normal sea water. Yet his skin was breaking out and he was clearly in pain. He clung to the railing to prevent falling over completely, his breath coming in tense wheezes]
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Thash there's...nothing wrong with the water. Just wait right there. Sit down.
*Faye rushed off, fighting back tears and swearing the whole time, then returned with a bottle of water and some pills*
Here, take these.
*She hoped antibiotics and some pain killers would do...something*
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What's happening to me... [he looked at Faye a little helplessly, hoping that class she had taken would give her some insight to what was going on with his body. It itched... He had to try very hard to resist the urge to scratch himself all over]
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I don't know... It's almost like you've had some kind of reaction to the water. But that doesn't make sense.
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[he stood up slowly, perhaps feeling even worse than before, but at least his itchy skin was a little more moist. He was more concerned about her, and what she'd been through the last couple of weeks. Seeing this little incident with the water probably wasn't helping]
Are you okay?
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*Faye looked outraged at the thought. Now that he was standing and not so obviously in pain it was easier for her to get her feelings out. And there were a lot of them*
You DIED, Thash. You were killed. Then you're supposed to come back, but no... Stay away for nearly weeks, leaving me all depressed and guilty and hating everything! Do you have any idea how much I drank when you were gone? Then you come back and pull this stunt with the poisoned water and finally you ask me if I'm OKAY?!
Well, I'm not. I'm not okay one bit.
*She'd been getting gradually closer as she ranted, until eventually she was nearly standing on his toes and prodding her finger hard into his chest*
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I know you've been through a lot, baby...and I'm sorry. It may not have seemed as king to me but I still missed you and wasn't happy about it...[he looked down a bit, then took her pointing hand in his hand]
Will you let me make it up to you? We are right next to an island that's great for relaxing...I think you could use some pampering.
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I just...don't want you to leave me. Not ever. I couldn't stand it.
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I don't want to leave you...ever
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*Faye looked up at him again, her expression fiercely determined rather than upset. She blinked, aware that her mascara was probably smudged, but not caring*
Right?
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[a conversation came to mind that he'd had with Marco...Marco had done sort of big plans for this world. He wasn't sure what, but it sounded like he was going to try to take people where they wanted to go if this world ended. Of course, Thash had asked to stay with Faye, wherever she went. It didn't matter where]
And now I've really got it in for Jones, keeping me away from you for so long...he's going to pay
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*Faye managed a tight little smile, then stepped back from him slightly, her hands still touching his arms*
Come on. You need food, and rest. Otherwise you're going to be too tired to kiss me...
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[he was starting to wonder if that, too, was jones' doing]
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Maybe...you caught something from - or maybe it's some kind of after effect.
*In the galley, Faye went straight away to getting a jug of fresh water, and putting together a tray full of fish, meats, bread, cheese, and she put it in front of him, doing her best not to look anxious*
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Thanks, sweetheart...you're eating too right?
[he dug right in, realizing how hungry and thirsty he was]
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Eating is a good idea... I haven't done much of that lately...
*She sighed as she made herself a plate of bread etc, and brought over more for Thash*
Just in case you need it.
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[but despite his apparent focus on nourishing himself, he was watching her...just appreciating being with her again]
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Feeling any better...?
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[he looked at her more seriously]
How about you? Feeling any better?
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A bit. I just - this isn't really how I imagined it would be when you got back. It feels weirder than I expected.
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[he looked down at his hand, at how dry the skin still looked. Being part shark had it's disadvantages at times]
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*Faye stared down at her tea, hands clasping a little too tightly around the cup*
Are you going to be okay...?
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