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thewakelogs2013-02-18 12:41 pm
halfspooky) wrote in thewakelogs2013-02-18 12:41 pm
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I try and help you with the things that can't be justified... [CLOSED]
QUI: Danny and Six
QUE: Training again for the first time after Rex's death.
QUAND: Monday morning
OÙ: Southern district, training dojo
AVERTISSMENT: Discussion of Rex's death, other feelings, Danny makes an offer that Six can very much refuse
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Danny canceled training with Six for two days in a row following Rex's death.
For what it's worth, Danny canceled almost everything those two days. He just couldn't handle life at that point and just... needed some time to settle down and figure out how the heck he even felt about it. Though on a conscious level he knew Rex would come back, there was always the nagging fear that he wouldn't. That he'd lost his brother now along with his sister, too.
One thing was for sure: Danny was not okay. Saturday's chaos had dragged old wounds to the surface, and guilt ate at him constantly for not doing what had to be done and causing more suffering by letting it drag on for longer than it needed to. Danny could have ended it quickly and cleanly and he didn't, and everyone suffered for it, even Rex. Even Six. Danny wasn't blind; He knew how much they cared for each other, and he couldn't imagine how it felt to deal that killing blow.
...Well, he could, actually. He had some experience in that kind of trauma. It was gut-wrenching. Six may have been a hardened assassin with God knows how many kills under his belt, but family was family, and Danny needed to make sure he was okay.
On the third day -- the second night, really -- Danny sent a quick text to Six letting him know he was feeling better and ready to start training the next morning.
Danny hoped that what happened to Rex never, ever happened again. To anyone. But if it did, Danny wanted to make sure he wouldn't wuss out on what had to be done again. As he jogged toward the forest dojo -- though he could fly again, he still ran to training to warm up -- he mulled it all over in his head, trying to figure out what exactly he wanted to say to the man when he got there.
QUE: Training again for the first time after Rex's death.
QUAND: Monday morning
OÙ: Southern district, training dojo
AVERTISSMENT: Discussion of Rex's death, other feelings, Danny makes an offer that Six can very much refuse
---
Danny canceled training with Six for two days in a row following Rex's death.
For what it's worth, Danny canceled almost everything those two days. He just couldn't handle life at that point and just... needed some time to settle down and figure out how the heck he even felt about it. Though on a conscious level he knew Rex would come back, there was always the nagging fear that he wouldn't. That he'd lost his brother now along with his sister, too.
One thing was for sure: Danny was not okay. Saturday's chaos had dragged old wounds to the surface, and guilt ate at him constantly for not doing what had to be done and causing more suffering by letting it drag on for longer than it needed to. Danny could have ended it quickly and cleanly and he didn't, and everyone suffered for it, even Rex. Even Six. Danny wasn't blind; He knew how much they cared for each other, and he couldn't imagine how it felt to deal that killing blow.
...Well, he could, actually. He had some experience in that kind of trauma. It was gut-wrenching. Six may have been a hardened assassin with God knows how many kills under his belt, but family was family, and Danny needed to make sure he was okay.
On the third day -- the second night, really -- Danny sent a quick text to Six letting him know he was feeling better and ready to start training the next morning.
Danny hoped that what happened to Rex never, ever happened again. To anyone. But if it did, Danny wanted to make sure he wouldn't wuss out on what had to be done again. As he jogged toward the forest dojo -- though he could fly again, he still ran to training to warm up -- he mulled it all over in his head, trying to figure out what exactly he wanted to say to the man when he got there.
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Danny straightened up, trying to forget about how he felt. If Six could do it, then... well, there were a lot of things Six could do that he couldn't. That was the problem... one talking about feelings wouldn't fix.
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