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08 June 2009 @ 08:36 am
065 Teammates  
Title: Darkness Overwhelming
Fandom: Mystic Force
Pairing: N/A
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary/Warnings: Somewhere, all wishes come true.
Word Count: 592 / 52 682
Author's notes: My table is here.




065 Teammates

Xander sat, poking idly at the remains of the fire and keeping one eye on their guests. The girls were tangled together on the far side of the fire; Chip and Nick lay closer to him. Toby had arrived during the night and was lying propped up in a corner.

Chip stirred, rolling carefully away from Nick and coming to sit by Xander. “Morning. Anything happening?”

“Leelee went by with her entourage a while ago. That’s about it.”

Chip nodded, scrapping at the ashes with his toes. “What are we going to do, Xander?”

“With them?” Xander lifted his chin towards Nick. “We tell ‘em goodbye and send them on their way.”

“Clare’s sick.”

“So are a lot of other people. Maddie’s not doing so great, in case you hadn’t noticed. We can’t help everyone.”

“We can help them.”

“Look, Chip, I want to help them, alright? ‘Course I do. But there’s five of us already, and we’re barely managing. Do you want to take responsibility for a sick girl and a boy we know nothing about?”

“If that’s what it takes, yeah. If we send them away, we’re no better than Necrolai. We’re not there yet, Xander.”

“I don’t want us to be there,” he admitted softly. “Alright. Talk to the others. We’ll go with a majority.”

“Right.”

Xander rose, crossing to kneel beside Nick. “Nick.”

The boy slapped his hand away, rolling to his feet. By the time he was upright, though, he’d obviously remembered where he was.

“Sorry. Sorry.” He sank back to his hunkers, scrubbing at his face. “Time to go?”

“Nah. Let Clare sleep. No, I’m heading to the morning meeting. Thought you might like to come.”

“Morning meeting?”

Chip passed him a glass of water. “Necrolai has a meeting every morning to tell us the rules. It’s the same old stuff, but sometimes there’s food, so one of us usually goes.” Nick glanced over at Clare, and Chip added, “We’ll make sure she’s ok.”

“Yeah, ok. I’ll come with.”

“Great. Let’s go.”




Nick followed Xander quietly through town, staying just behind him. Xander carefully circled the square, sliding into a building on the north side and creeping up to a window. “A couple of times they’ve taken everyone away,” he explained softly. “So now we hide. Just in case.”

“Where do they take everyone?”

“The mines, I guess. They’re very big on the mines. Don’t know what they’re digging up, but they sure need a lot of—there.”

Necrolai had stepped onto the platform; the sycophants on one side of the square cheered, and she preened.

“Why are they cheering?” Nick asked, crouching. His foot slipped and he steadied himself with a hand on Xander’s back.

“ ‘Cos if they cheer, they get food and a place to sleep. They don’t get sent to the mines. Leelee’s got some guys following her around…Leelee’s her daughter.”

The hand on his back curled into a fist. “Tell me cheering’s all they do.”

“They’d hand us in if they found us, but they don’t look very hard. Too busy worshiping Necrolai.”

“Slaves of the Master!”

Behind Necrolai Leelee rolled her eyes, clearly just as bored with this speech as Xander was.

“Yesterday several slaves abandoned their work at the mine! This will not be tolerated. Until these slaves are returned to us, no food will enter the town.”

Xander breathed a string of curses, dropping to the floor. Nick followed, looking worried, and Xander explained, “Food doesn’t get in unless they let it. Come on, I need your help.”
 
 
 
angel_negra on December 6th, 2009 08:26 pm (UTC)
Man, I really want them to keep Nick and Clare
That's some really nice Xander-Nick interaction there. And I like the little bits of every day life you give us here. Like the food.

I like how Chip's become Xander's second in command. And how he's speaking for Nick and Clare. Chip's always been good for being the sympathetic one and acting as the team's heart.
Acting my shoe sizewild_force71 on December 6th, 2009 08:30 pm (UTC)
Re: Man, I really want them to keep Nick and Clare
...this may come out wrong, but here goes;

I think Chip's missing a couple of filters, and it makes him a lot more aware of what people are feeling and thinking. It also makes him more likely to blurt that out, or get distracted by a passing butterfly, or something. Social filters, I think.

Not sure how coherent that was, but...
angel_negra on December 6th, 2009 08:34 pm (UTC)
Re: Man, I really want them to keep Nick and Clare
No, it makes a lot of sense. And I agree with you there.