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Futuristic Brain Burger

Norman faintly looks up at Tony with his tired eyes and leans back in his chair. ".. I'll live..." He said in a choked whisper, clearing his throat thereafter before looking down at the desk that was scarred in numerous places by the tip of the knife that he had used to tap the desk with. (@firejay1) (Sorry for the delay. Notifications messed up.)
 
"What happened to you?" Tony asked him, almost angry with him. "Everyone's worried about you." For good reason, too. She thought to herself, seeing the knife scars on the desk.
 
".. I just let it slip, Tony... I let it slip and it all came back to me..." He murmured, sighing as he looked away from the desk and over to the wall at his left. (@firejay1)
 
He slowly rose up from the seat and bowed his head. ".. Close the door..." He said, leaning forward onto the desk with a saddened and depressed deep breath. (@firejay1)
 
"The door is closed, Norman." She replied, brows creasing, not getting up. Closing the door behind her had been the first thing she'd done, in case it turned into a yelling match.
 
He looked up and shook his head. ".. Sorry..." He whispered, he looked at his watch and sighed as he walked back over to the door and slowly locked it before going back to his seat and sitting down again, briefly looking back to her. ".. I don't want anyone walkin' in on us, that's all..." He added, glancing around while he took a few upset breaths, his eyes very gently glazed over. (@firejay1)
 
Conner was up on the roof, bundeled in as many layers as he could fit on and still aim hia gun. He was providing overwatch, who knew why. Maybe he had just fallen into a rutine and saw it as something that he had to do. He didn't have to though. No survivers had been seen for a long time and the zeds just bounced off the fence, a bit torn up thanks to the barbed wire. But still, he was up there, freezing his ass off and not regretting the decision to grow out his curly beard.
 
She shook her head, not comprehending. "Wha- Is there some kind of big secret you're going to tell me, or something?"
 
".. It ain't so much a secret... But it was brought back to me after the little--.. Clash, in the gym a couple'a days ago, so..." He muttered, looking down on the desk and placing his elbow atop it; he placed his head in his hand and gently tapped the desk with his index finger of his opposite hand. (@firejay1)
 
He lifts his head and begins wiping his face, taking a deep breath while shutting his eyes. ".. The whole thing about me bein' a 'better older brother' and all that... You know that I... Essentially raised Nathan when he was growin' up. I had to be the father for him after I lost mine when I was around his age; he died in a drink-drivin' accident." He paused for a moment and looked around the room. ".. I never really told you about what happened after all that, or... When Nathan was growin' up... You'd expect the other parent to sorta'... You know... 'Be there', but..." He paused completely as his voice started to shake - it immediately became evident to Tony that this wasn't going down the routes of 'the other parent wasn't there as much as she should have been' - Just looking at how pale he went and how his hand on the desk began to tremble as he just stared at one spot on the wall showed that this was a dark, dark memory which clearly haunted his mind. (@firejay1)
 
Stewart walks out of his room and over to Clary's, he cracks the door and peaks in. Seeing as she was asleep, Stew heads down to the kitchen and gets some breakfast, he also gets his usual coffee and sits down to eat.
 
After waking up Nathan quickly slipped on his clothes, some boots, gloves, a hat, and his winter coat before leaving his room before climbing up to the roof to perhaps get a breath of fresh air and see what the weather was like. He was slightly surprised when he saw Conner sitting there in the cold.


"Conner... What are you doin' up here this early?" He asked as he went over and crouched beside him. (@Beowulf)
 
Despite how mature for her age she seemed, Tony was still a teenager. Unlike most tactful adults, she didn't realize now might be the time to back off. "But what?"
 
"What does it look like? I'm freezing my ass off while providing overwatch." he replied. Again, he didn't really know why he was up there other then the feeling that he had to be. "Besides, I had my 'wak-me-up', I don't feel like wasting that by sleeping."
 
"But every fuckin' day I did the same thing..." He said in a choked and monotone whisper. ".. I hid Nathan under the bed in my room. And I went out there and took it... I locked him in there and I took it. Every time he made the slightest mistake a young kid would do - Spilled a drink, knocked somethin' over, hell, didn't lift the toilet seat... Every day I knew that he did that, and I went out of his room, locked the door, and I went and found my mother who was--.." He stopped and sniffled, quickly wiping his tear-filled eyes. ".. Runnin' around the house with a fuckin' belt and huntin' for him. I just told her the exact same thing every damn time... 'You ain't hurtin' him. It was a mistake.'" He paused once more and did his best to stop his whole lower arm from shaking, but only failed.


".. And she hit me... Over. And over. And over again... Until I was on the floor, beggin' her to stop... Just to stop swingin' that damned belt at me..." He quickly wiped his eyes again and shook his head. ".. She'd keep goin' until I cried. Until I had no power left to fight back..." He moved his free hand down to his shirt and lifted it while turning to the side, revealing the area under his arm - under his arm there was quite a heavy scar, which was evidently caused by a belt buckle. He lowered his shirt after giving her enough time to see it and then spun back around, shaking his head. ".. I'd get my lips busted... My eyes black, hell... I think she cracked a rib once..." He whimpered, some tears making their way down his face. ".. And after every time she did it, every day... I went and found Nathan and I hugged him so tight that he could hardly breathe, and I said to him 'I will NEVER let that happen to you'.." He just broke down and covered his face with one hand, quietly sobbing behind his hand. His shaking hand only got worse. (@firejay1)


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"You should get more sleep. It's kinda' needed in the winter like this." He stated simply as he looked to him. (@Beowulf)
 
Elizabeth made her way to the roof as she carried about two mugs of coffee and a cup of tea for herself as she changed into something warmer as and made her way up to the roof where Nathan and Connor were. "Hey boys. I have some coffee and tea if you want some." she said as she sat down by them. (@Beowulf, @DrTrollinski)
 
"Something warm in you always helps, especially if it's coffee." Conner muttered into his beard. After taking a large gulp of the coffee, he set it down next to him and continued to search fo any threats. "Sleeping in winter is just like sleeping anytime of the year. If I sleep anymore might as well call it hibernation."
 
"You mean you always get up this early?" He asked after taking his coffee and muttering a word of thanks to Brianna. He looked off into the distance from the roof for a moment before looking back to Conner. (@Soul OMU)
 
Snorting into his chest, Conner says "If I go to bed early, I get up early. And on top of that, thanks to the apocolypse happening, I've been getting up even earlier to make sure everything was ok in my old fort. Wonder if anyone moved in." He continued to remember his old base, that heavily boarded up two story old house. It had served him well.
 
"Yeah, I get ya'." He said softly while sipping on his coffee. ".. If you ignore the cold... It's pretty damn nice out here this time of year, eh? Especially now that the snow's more gentle." He said, smiling as he inspected the view they had from the room. (@Soul OMU)
 
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