randomplaces | Dark Angelverse: Washington DC: Lost and Not Caring

George stared around him. This was most definetly not home.

He frowned. He'd never seen a place like this... it looked like a Muggle city, except there was something off about it. Something was very, very wrong here.

He frowned, then winced. The crowds were many and his head hurt. He'd forgotten to eat again, and the stress of being cold, wet, and someplace he'd never even heard of before was getting to him quickly. He tried to moved to a wall, but ended up walking into somebody and hitting the ground, hard. He winced, then curled into a defensive ball, shaking before blacking out.

There was a slight pause, and a small, dark haired girl with blue eyes and a blue stripe on her lip appeared over at him, frowning and poking him absently. Her wild presense reflected her confusion and curiousity. She moved his robes around, then saw a gold seal on his shirt and pried it off, looking at the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes coat of arms before strolling away.

Laka stared at the pretty gold object, returning to Earnest and Canderous and showing her prize proudly, a smirk on her face.

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Earnest turned to stare at him blankly, then hid his face on Laka's shoulder and wept soundlessly.

"It works, I promise, it'll be like it never..." George blinked, then slowly sat down. his head hurt.

Laka held her fiance close, rocking him gently and kissing his hair.

It was just reaction.

And the pain pills he'd mixed with his usual meds had him a little strung out >_>

Laka cared for him the best she could given the circumstances, still shooting George fillthy looks.

Earnest finally sat up to pull a roll of TP out from under the couch and blow his nose, still looking like his best friend died as he muttered.

"Frank," was the only thing that came out clearly.

Laka's face went stoney and she held him closer, stroking his hair.

"@#$%& it, I need him! He was the better half of us." He sighed and held her so tightly that it might result in some squishment.

She shook her head and kissed his cheek. "He was only one half. You just need to find the him in you," she murmured.

George stared at him, getting a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Did you... loose your brother?" he asked softly,

"He lost himself. He's gone." He hid his face on Laka's hair.

George looked down. "I'm sorry," he whispered, feeling the powerful sting of loss hit him again.

Laka held him and sighed.

"He was part of me," Earnest tried to explain, though he wasn't sure why. "We didn't even know the word 'I' till later on. He was the brains. I was the noise."

"You were twins?" he looked up, staring. That hit home.

Dark Angelverse: Washington DC: Lost and Not Caring

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