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When Your Heart Is Bent To Weigh Down a Train (Open) @ 12:57 am

[info]young_swimmer:

Cait lay on her bed and clutched the stuffed pink dolphin to her chest. She couldn't move, she didn't want to eat, and she didn't even want to go outside and see Hope and her pod. The only thing she could do was lay there and stare into space. She couldn't even cry anymore.

Koryak was gone. Her mother was being held prisoner and her father was missing, yet she couldn't do anything. Cait knew she had to go rescue her mother and find her father, but spirit and flesh were unwilling to move. She was numb and she didn't care or think about anything. She had even severed the link with Ty and pulled back into herself.

Two days ago she had taken Koryak's body to his mother's people up north. He had always been more of that world than he had been of Atlantis. Kako had been devastated at the loss of her son and Cait couldn't help but to think that if Koryak would have stayed with his mother and her people he would still be alive. Atlantis either killed people or made them crazy. It was a curse their family had carried for generations. It was the reason why Cait had turned her back on Atlantis.

Cait knew she needed to rehydrate soon as she had been away from the water for quite some time, but she couldn't move and she didn't care.

She just lay there staring at nothing in particular.
 

Fathers and daughters @ 11:21 pm

[info]nightstarrising:

Mar'i needed to get away. Away from New Tamaran. Away from everything that had happened.

It had been a long time since she'd been to Earth, or seen her father, for that matter.

She'd told Alerron that she had wanted to spend some time with her father. Once she had gotten to Earth, she called Dick, asking if she could stay with him for a little while. She'd tell him what had happened to her once she got settled in.

Her bedroom in her father's apartment was still the same as it been the last time she was there, ten years ago, when she was six years old. She hadn't seen her father since she was six, before her mother's duties on New Tamaran made it hard for Mar'i to come and visit as often as she used to.

After she finished unpacking her things (and she didn't have many), Mar'i went to the kitchen to see what Dad was up to.
 

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