Beregond is Dead!! (maybe?!?)
Feb. 13th, 2004 11:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
almost_russellRussell wanders aimlessly for a while, shocked at his encounter with Agent Smith. He still can't quite believe that Beregond is dead. He knows that Smith will be true to his word, but doesn't honestly see how he can revive his friend.
Finally, he arrives back at the apartment, and lets himself in. The beer cans that they had drunk from just hours ago still litter the window ledge. Russell's head is pounding as he closes the window, and sits on the floor, back against the wall. He picks up a can that is not quite empty, and drinks down the warm dregs, throwing the now empty can against the wall.
He came here to get away from things that had been dragging him down, but doesn't think he has ever felt lower than he does right now. He remembers how cold Beregond felt, and puts his palms over his eyes as his tears finally begin to fall. And for the first time in as long as he can remember, there is no music playing in his head.
Finally, he arrives back at the apartment, and lets himself in. The beer cans that they had drunk from just hours ago still litter the window ledge. Russell's head is pounding as he closes the window, and sits on the floor, back against the wall. He picks up a can that is not quite empty, and drinks down the warm dregs, throwing the now empty can against the wall.
He came here to get away from things that had been dragging him down, but doesn't think he has ever felt lower than he does right now. He remembers how cold Beregond felt, and puts his palms over his eyes as his tears finally begin to fall. And for the first time in as long as he can remember, there is no music playing in his head.
