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[cautionarytale]

I'm locked out.



[ooc: Elle's back from her canon-update! Complete with malfunctioning powers and all that good stuff. And 'cause she's awesome, she's also locked out of her and Peter's room. So she's sitting pathetically in the hallway looking scrawny and sleep-deprived and probably not smelling great because she almost certainly hasn't eaten, slept, or showered for the past few days.

Also, she meant it to be private to Peter, but it's not. Again, she's just that awesome.]

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[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

[Elle pulls back and bites her lip, giving him an apologetic half-smile as she peruses his face.] "I know what that feels like."

[It's a little strange to think that the feelings she had when Peter disappeared are probably almost identical to the feelings he's been having. Those feelings sucked a lot, and her smile turns into a small frown as she thinks about him feeling that bad. This must be what empathy feels like, or close enough.]

"How long was I gone?"

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[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

"Just a couple of days." [He moves to run his fingers through her hair and press a kiss against her temple.] "You should probably lie down before the sedative kicks in."

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[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

"At least it wasn't that long." [Elle nods and lies down, reaching for his hand.] "You better not pull a disappearing act on me. I expect you to be right there when I wake up."

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[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

[Peter gives her his hand, squeezing her fingers tightly.] "I'll be here. Nothing could tear me away now."

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[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

[Elle squeezes his hand back, holding on tight as she settles down and starts to drift off. Her ability is still like a painful itch, but the sedative Peter gave her is working.] "Good. Love you."