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Rue ([personal profile] untrueheart) wrote2014-09-07 10:10 pm

Act 5

[Under a darkening sky, Rue makes her way 'home', released from yet another kidnapping that she cannot remember. Somewhere along the way she located a broken branch, a few inches taller than she, to lean on while she walks; it helps offset a small limp and some troubling dizziness. Entering the village proper on its western side, she sighs at the length of walk that remains. Why does this happen every time? Why is she always as far away as possible?

Rue stops twice to rest: once in the rec center, and once on a bench near the fountain. By the time she reaches the plaza she's also shaking, and it is the mural around the fountain tiles that really shocks her into noticing her other problem.

Tired, shaking hands open her journal and she clears her throat into as prim and proper a tone as she can before speaking.]


Is there an- experiment going on at present?

['Experiment' absolutely drips with venom and distaste; with luck, it will be enough to hide all of her growing apprehension.]

[[ooc: action stuff and voicey stuff yes let's go WOW I haven't made a post in a very long time.]]
selfhelp: ([billy] I should prolly respond to that)

[voice]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2014-09-17 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
[...Yeah, that's close enough. He figures she's not the type to openly ask for help, especially after he'd had to wrestle her into the whole support group concept before.]

Yeah, company. Sit tight, I'll be there in a minute.

[Just need a handy location spell...]
selfhelp: ([billy] what did I do now?)

[action]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2014-09-20 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Location spell + teleportation means that Billy is there within a minute as promised, stepping up to where she's seated and halting in front of her. She looks about as well as can be expected, he figures.]

...Can I sit with you, or... would you like a hand getting somewhere else?
selfhelp: ([billy] whoa we gotta badass here)

[action]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2014-09-21 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oops, maybe he showed up too close/ He holds his hands up, apologetic.]

Sorry, sorry! Remember how I said I could do magic? I know how to teleport. I just figured it would be faster.
selfhelp: ([billy] it's... kind of a brother thing)

[action]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2014-09-25 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
No, it's not... this is my magic. It's, um. Genetic.
selfhelp: ([billy] he won't return my calls.)

[action]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2014-10-01 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
That's not why I'm here.

[He stuffs his hands back into his pockets, shoulders lifting in a small shrug.]

No one can magic away the side effects of whatever they do. Everybody knows that. Like I said... company. It helps, I think.
selfhelp: ([billy] not feeling so hot)

[action]

[personal profile] selfhelp 2014-10-15 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'll accept that as an invitation - the best he's likely to get from her - and steps forward to sit down on the bench beside her. Company is nice, and he hopes she genuinely believes that, even just a little.]

If it's any consolation, you didn't miss anything. [He doesn't really expect it to help, but it's the slightest of perks.] Nothing really happened here.