Hard Pill to Swallow (c)

[Gypsy]

After her conversation with Bucky, just in time to see Rae leave the house, Gypsy made her way upstairs. She went to the washroom first, washing her face and fixing her hair. Rae had managed to leave a scratch on her cheek, but otherwise she wasn't too bad.

She took her time, steeling herself before going to the boys bunkroom to see if Cor was home yet.

[Corsair]

He was out cold on his stomach, a hat over the back of his head. The man had been running for two days and finally got a breather to sleep. Running was probably the proper word seeing how Cor had a tendency to run around town and get his fingers in. That Cock fight, that'd been something, he'd have to get some money in it. He didn't do dog fights, Isa kicked him off the dock the moment she heard that he was fighting dogs and he just had to stop at that point least she poison him.

[Gypsy]

Gypsy watched him sleep a minute, glancing out into the hallway to make sure no one was around. She closed the bunkroom door, moving over to him, perching on the edge of his bed and rubbing his back gently.

[Corsair]

His eye opened immediately and he looked over at her, "Whatcha doin?" he asked sleepily, words muffled into the pillow his face was buried in.

[Gypsy]

She just kept rubbing his back. "I needed to talk to you. Didn't know you were asleep."

[Corsair]

"Bein workin.." he muttered and then yawned. "whatchu need?" He was still asleep and her hand rubbing his back was more likely to soothe him right back to sleep than wake him up. Reminded him of his mum... weird.

[Gypsy]

She sighed. "I...did somethin'. I figured I oughta tell you before somebody else did."

[Corsair]

He thought about groaning-- instead he just sighed. "Yeah?"

[Gypsy]

She sighed, too, moving to lay beside him on the bed. "Rae and me got into a fight."

[Corsair]

He raised a brow, oh he wasn't going to like this was he. But his face didn't betray the thoughts going through his mind. "So?"

[Gypsy]

She was laying beside him, facing him, biting her lip. No sense in drawing this out. "I slept with Spot."

[Corsair]

His face didn't change but inside, he was angry-- bitterly and he didn't recognize the emotion that went with it. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, his brow furrowing. He should have done more than he did-- more than just laying there with his eyes closed. "Any reason?" he asked on a drawl, though it was clear by the way his shoulder tensed he wasn't happy about it.

[Gypsy]

She bit her lip. She saw him tense up, and sensed she was in trouble somehow. "He--he needed to get Rae out of his system. He was tense and angry...he wasn't doing his job..."

[Corsair]

He opened his eyes and gave her a look, What? Did she want to sell him the Brooklyn bridge next? Cheap? Two bits? "... so you decided to go ahead.." he sat up, rubbing his hands through his hair. "Help him get Rae out of his system right?" Sure he was angry, had a right to be and not at the same time.

[Gypsy]

She sighed, sitting up, licking her lips. "I--" she sighed again. "Dammit, Cor. I did it because I had to prove to myself I could. That I--that I wouldn't think of you..."