tolaywaste: ▶ x-kid doesn't get this love thing (╳ hurry here; hustling there)
Alex «Havok» Summers ([personal profile] tolaywaste) wrote2014-06-21 06:43 pm

32. » spam & voice, backdated to yesterday

[. . . before the ominous Admiral message.]

So I'm leaving.

[He's leaving for good, and this is voice, not video, for a reason. It's not that he doesn't want to look people in the eye, it's just that he doesn't want them to see how guilty he feels, even now, to be leaving this place behind.]

[Not as bad as he expected, though. Not as bad as it would have been a few months ago. Charles was right: there is a time and a place to take your life back for your own.]


I don't really have anything much to say besides - goodbye, and thanks. To everyone, even the people I never really knew, for making this place livable. Making it home for a while. It'd be hell here without you.

Don't screw each other up too bad.

spam } ben

[But before any of that, he goes to see Ben.]

[This will be the worst of it. This will be the hardest. This is the one he has no choice but to do in person, because if he's going to turn back, this is where he's going to do it.]

[He knocks on Ben's door with his heart in his throat, beating like a jackhammer, and wonders if Ben can hear it. If he'll be concerned before Alex says what he has to say - if he'll think there's something wrong.]

[Alex can't control that one way or another. He can't make this nice. He can pretty much just be honest.]



( ooc; if anyone would like to spam off this post, alex will be in his cabin [6-02] and/or pretty much wherever you want for goodbyes ♥ )
youwillgotohell: ( smile ) (I haven't lived life)

[personal profile] youwillgotohell 2014-07-13 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Is that what qualifies for helpful, these days?
youwillgotohell: (I don't want your money)

[personal profile] youwillgotohell 2014-07-14 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[She could ask how, but she'd be playing dumb.]

I don't know what to say. I'm glad, I suppose.
youwillgotohell: (no brother)

[personal profile] youwillgotohell 2014-07-17 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her throat is abruptly tight, and she looks away, ducking her head just a little. But she meets his eyes again.]

I'll see you again.

[It's careful, tentative, not quite hopeful - but it's a promise, too. One day, she'll come see his field of sunflowers.

And until then, she'll miss him too.]