F i r s t I m p r e s s i o n s :
Henley
Calm down, hen..... it will all be alright, breathe in, breathe out.
But it's not alright. I'm shaking, and I am already back there, in that room, water and fire all around, men screaming ,
"Where is the Eye?!"
Over and over again. Some nights those chants fill the air, haunting me with their malice.*knocks on the door*
It's the brunette, Lula, if all the websites are right.
"Hi, I know we haven't been formally introduced but can I just say, I'm a huge fan. Seriously. Huge, I literally had a magic shrine to you all through university. Which is so creepy now that I think about it, I mean, you'd think an adult would have a bit more grace and dignity but no....hey are you alright?"
But I'm not, and she knows it. My vision is tunnelling and I know what's going to happen before it happens.
"Oh, this is going to be so embarrassing," I pant, and promptly black out.
Daniel J Atlas
"Jaaaack!!" comes Lula's panicked shout.
Jack jumps up and rapidly answers, "Lula...LULA!!"
Honestly I'm worried, but not so much that I abandon this beautiful bottle of champane we "liberated" from Tressler and Co.
"Holy shit", Jack again. Gosh what's got him so worried? From what I've seen, I'm sure Lula can handle herself perfectly well.
"HENLEY...YO HENLEY STAY WITH ME!" shouts Jack.
Henley...?! Fuck it, I don't like champagne that much anyway...too many bubbles.
Just then Merritt walks back in, champagne flute in hand. "Hey what's all the noisy-woisy about?"
Good God, I can't deal with drunk Merritt right now...I think to myself , all while bolting towards the confession booth.
There I find Lula and Jack, both equally concerned, Jack carrying a catatonic Henley. She's completely out of it, her red hair hangs from Jack's arm. Lula and Jack are having an argument in whisper-shouts. I would have found this hilarious, if not for the fact that one of the only people who can actually tolerate me were not hanging off his arm.
"Here, let me carry her, you two clearly need to have a ....discussion" I say, all while gesturing for him to pass Henley over.
"Listen boys, as much as I appreciate the amount of chivalry in the room, I do not appreciate the excess testosterone, so in fact, I will be carrying her to the infirmary" declares Lula.
"Are you serious?" says Jack, astounded.
"As dead serious as you'll be if you don't hand her over right now Jack Wilder", replies Lula.
"Fine .."Jack grumbles, handing the passed-out redhead to his girlfriend (I think? They haven't really told any of us what's going on on the relationship front).
Lula totters away on her staple black boots. She stumble once, but recovers with total grace and keeps on.
I smirk.
Typical Lula.
I turn around only to find Jack and Merritt looking at me expectantly.
"Spit it out, gentlemen. " I say sternly.
" You know you want to.. " says Jack suggestively tapping the side of his nose, smirking .
" And we know you want to... So.. Go. " concludes Merritt.
" You both need to get a life okay? " I say, walking away. They won this round.
My defeat is marked with howling laughter.
Henley
I wake to the strong stench of antiseptic.
Let the internal groaning commence.
Brilliant, hen.. You've been here for all of ten minutes and still managed to get yourself to a medical area, that takes real talent, I think to myself dryly.
I open my eyes a little wider from the squint they were in previously, only to find a very nervous Lula looking down at me. Upon realizing that I am alive and probably well she exhales a
sigh of relief."Phew... Thank God you're alright. I mean, I may be a people person, but there is no way I would be able to deal with the aftermath of any real complications, I mean Atlas alone would take what, a year?... Oh man you look like shit.. "
She suddenly clamps her hand over her mouth, and all I can see are her eyes. They look horrified.
I smile. I like this girl who starts a conversation, then rambles on, seemingly forgetting about the conversation.
" I'm going to equal parts love you and be annoyed by you aren't I?" I manage to groan out.
She smiles. She has a lovely smile. It instantly makes me feel better.
"Hey... It's all part of the charm! " she answers sassily.
" I'm sure it is Lula.. "I say with a sly smile.
"Does Jack appreciate your... Charms? "She's bright red while checking her sleek watch.
" Why are you looking at me like that? Ohhhh would you look at the time... Yeah time.. The greatest magician of all. Whaddaya know duty calls... Gotta go. See you. Byeee"
" No Lula come back!"
But she's already gone. I sigh and settle back into the comfortable bedding.
Well, since I'm hear might as well catch some zzz's
But wait... What's that noise?
They're footsteps, I realize. They said under somehow controlled, precise. I internally cringe at the confrontation that's about to come.
"Ahhh Henley, there you are. You look awful. "
" You always were always a brilliant conversationalist, Danny"
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Author's Note :
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