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Oct 04, 2014 07:44AM
Gavin looked at her skeptically, but he nodded nonetheless.
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Tyler sighs, looking back up at Gavin.
"Your music was good, you know. I wish I could write something nice like that. I'm stuck writing everything to the same idea, same skeleton," he said. "You're lucky."
"Thanks. But I'm not that lucky." Tyler starts gathering up her papers.
"You get to do what you honestly want to do. That counts for a lot more than you realize," Gavin said sagely, looking Tyler in the eye.
"I suppose it has to be something a person realizes once it's taken away from them," he said with a shrug.
"I keep writing more for my brother than me."
"I'm sorry for your loss," Gavin said, looking down. "I know how it feels." He smiled wryly. "It's a wound that doesn't go away."
"I don't know if it's a loss. Haven't heard for sure." Tyler swallows hard. "Unless you can confirm the murder of Lucas Pond."
((Do you want Lucas actually dead or not?))
((Kay. He'll be actually dead then.))
Gavin nodded slowly, looking at the ground. His hands trembled slightly. "I can."
Gavin nodded slowly, looking at the ground. His hands trembled slightly. "I can."
Tyler makes a strangled gasp, not wanting to believe it but knowing it was true.
((How long ago did Lucas die?))
((Kay.))
"He was a good spy," Gavin said. "We worked together sometimes. I wasn't with him when he died though. I'm sorry."
"He was a good spy," Gavin said. "We worked together sometimes. I wasn't with him when he died though. I'm sorry."
Tyler stumbles back into her desk chair. She had suspected, but actual confirmation was devastating.
"I watched my sister tortured and murdered by the Police in the Streets," he commiserated. "I know how it feels."
Tyler hugs her knees to her chest. "I'm sorry about your sister..."
"Yeah, me too," Gavin agreed, sighing heavily. He ran a hand through his hair, revealing his usually covered scar that ran across his cheek and dangerously close to his eye.
Tyler studies it, trying to take her mind off of the tears she could feel behind her eyes. "What's that?"
"Scar. Got in a scuffle with some Police. Your brother thought the story was hysterical. No matter how much I protested, he always told that story," Gavin said, staring at the ground. "I lied earlier. I was there when he died, but there was nothing I could do for him, and I regret that every day."
Tyler swallows hard. Hearing about her brother from some one else's point of view was refreshing and heartbreaking at the same time.
"He was one of my closest friends. He talked about you, a lot. We were always on missions together and such. When he died, we were facing the Police again, and I was on the ground with a couple broken bones. I tried to help, but I could do nothing. Fuck, that was terrible," Gavin said, his own voice trembling.
A few tears slide down her cheeks, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the scar on her palm. Her voice wavers as she speaks. "I tried to go with him. When he left... I tried, but he wouldn't let me..."
"I'm sorry," Gavin said quietly. "I can go if you'd like. For whatever my opinion counts, your brother was a great man."
"It's fine... You don't have to go..." Tyler buried her face into her knees, swallowing hard.
Gavin nodded and took a seat on the counter. "What do you want to know about your brother after he joined the Resistance?"
"Anything, really..." She felt so disconnected. This man, a stranger, really, probably knew her brother better than she did.
"So, one time, he met this girl, Molly, her name was," Gavin began, embarking on a tale of Lucas's first girlfriend since joining the Resistance and how she was a bit psycho and a Council Spy, and how they had figured it out and then gotten rid of her.
Tyler stayed silent through out the story. She had always thought she would have been able to tease Lucas about getting a girlfriend, but that wasn't possible now.
Gavin then told a couple more stories, this time of successful Resistance missions. He carefully omitted everything his ex did, of course.
((Maybe Lucas and Gavin could've dated at one point?))Tyler listens carefully, wanting to know every last thing about what had happened after her brother had left her.
((Honestly, I had been wondering that, so sure! I had decided Gavin at least liked him. =) Perhaps this ex that is stalking him or whatnot presently is kind of someone he used as kind of a rebound boyfriend as he was recovering from Lucas's death?))
Gavin's voice caught a couple times, and a couple tears fell from his eyes as he began to tell the story of how they had gotten together.
Gavin's voice caught a couple times, and a couple tears fell from his eyes as he began to tell the story of how they had gotten together.
((Ooo good idea))Seeing the tears, she finally speaks. "You two must have been close."
Gavin nodded, not quite trusting himself to speak.
Tyler chokes down a sob, watching Gavin.
"Closer," he murmured when he had regained control of himself.
"We were more than friends," Gavin admitted, hiding his face.
Tyler's eyes widen, the faintest ghost of a smile on her lips. "Really?"
Gavin nodded, heat rising up his neck.
Tyler smiles, although tears still occasionally fall. "I'm glad he found someone..."
"We were together over a year," Gavin said, smiling faintly.
Tyler sighs. "It must have been hard when he..."
Gavin nodded. "Fuck, yeah," he agreed, trying to hold in his tears.
"I'm sorry..." Tyler chokes down a sob.
"Yeah, me too," Gavin said with a sigh.
