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- March 25
- [20:44] <[GM]Mary> Everybody: You finally arrive home. Compared to the mess in the city, the countryside's peacefulness seems a little alien.
- [20:45] * [Pyg]Victoria shuts the engine off after finally parking the car.
- [20:46] * [Rut]Christina is grinding her teeth.
- [20:46] * [kly]Melissa is sitting in the back. A bit more calm than before, but definitely distant.
- [20:46] <[Rut]Christina> Damn it... damn it...
- [20:46] * [Rut]Christina mumbles.
- [20:48] <[Pyg]Victoria> "I'll get our things out of the boot. You girls should go inside."
- [20:48] * [Pyg]Victoria steps out of the car and goes over to the back to open the trunk.
- [20:48] <[kly]Melissa> "I'll... help."
- [20:48] * [kly]Melissa gets out, and also goes to the back.
- [20:49] * [Rut]Christina exits the car and immediately starts pacing back and forth furiously
- [20:50] <[Rut]Christina> Damn it... damn it... damn it!
- [20:53] * [Pyg]Victoria gets the trunk open, finding some clothes have fallen out of the bag during the ride.
- [20:55] * [Pyg]Victoria notices Melissa is right next to her.
- [20:56] <[Pyg]Victoria> "Oh, don't worry about this. You should go inside."
- [20:57] * [kly]Melissa pauses for a moment, and then gives a little nod.
- [20:57] <[kly]Melissa> ...ok.
- [20:59] * [kly]Melissa turns and heads for the house, fumbling around in her pockets for the set of keys she carries on the way. Unlock. Open. Enter. Close.
- [21:00] * [huh]Isabella drops on Melissa from above.
- [21:00] <[huh]Isabella> Welcome hooome~
- [21:00] * [Rut]Christina stops pacing abruptly and starts shouting in anger.
- [21:00] <[Rut]Christina> ...That bast'uhd should be dead! He deserves to die! Damn it!
- [21:00] <[huh]Isabella> ....
- [21:01] <[huh]Isabella> Chris sounds angry. Is Chris angry?
- [21:01] * [Pyg]Victoria enters through the door last after everyone else.
- [21:01] * [kly]Melissa barely reacts, and doesn't answer to the greeting.
- [21:01] <[kly]Melissa> It sounds like it...
- [21:01] <[huh]Isabella> Ehhh...
- [21:04] * [kly]Melissa at least has the thought to take off her shoes before walking aimlessly into the house. Then, realizing she has no goal in mind, she pauses.
- [21:06] * [Rut]Christina swiftly starts pacing again after entering. Before long, she storms off to the bathroom.
- [21:07] * [kly]Melissa ..and stands there for quite a while, completely ignoring Christina. Dinner should wait until everyone is back, and most of the chores are done...
- [21:07] * [kly]Melissa ...
- [21:10] <[Pyg]Victoria> "...Hello, Isabel."
- [21:10] <[huh]Isabella> Hi, Vickie.
- [21:11] <[huh]Isabella> Do you know why Chris is angry?
- [21:13] <[Pyg]Victoria> "Something...happened. Bad things."
- [21:13] * [Pyg]Victoria shuts the door with her foot.
- [21:14] * [kly]Melissa shudders a little at that. Then, she turns to Victoria.
- [21:14] <[kly]Melissa> Would it be bad if I... took a nap?
- [21:14] * [kly]Melissa doesn't make eye contact, remaining firmly focused at about kneecap level
- [21:14] <[Pyg]Victoria> "Not at all. In fact, I recommend it."
- [21:15] * [kly]Melissa nods, and heads in that direction. Maybe a nap will be good...
- [21:18] * [Pyg]Victoria sighs as she makes her way to the sitting room with the bags.
- [21:19] * [kly]Melissa makes it to her room, and flops down on the bed. No need to undress. No need to think, right now. Just... shut down for a bit.
- [21:20] * [Rut]Christina splashes water on her face, staring into the mirror. She takes a few deep breaths. They don't help much, but she seems satisfied, and goes to the sitting room (and sits, even.)
- [21:24] <[Rut]Christina> ... Whe'uh's 'Lissa?
- [21:25] <[Pyg]Victoria> "In her room resting."
- [21:25] <[Pyg]Victoria> "...Actually, maybe you should keep her company."
- [21:26] <[Rut]Christina> ... Yeah.
- [21:26] * [Rut]Christina gets up slowly and goes to Melissa's room.
- [21:27] <[Rut]Christina> . o O (Shit. I shoulda said something earlier, when we first came in...)
- [21:29] * [huh]Isabella hovers near the ceiling pensively.
- [21:29] * [Rut]Christina raps on the door, flinching at the unintentional loudness.
- [21:32] * [kly]Melissa flinches a little, too. There's a response, but it's pretty muffled.
- [21:35] <[Rut]Christina> Uhh... heya. You in the'uh?
- [21:39] * [kly]Melissa answers again. It's a bit louder, but still not really words
- [21:39] <[kly]Melissa> ...in here
- [21:41] <[Rut]Christina> C... can I come in?
- [21:44] * [kly]Melissa nods, but realizes after a moment that that's probably not effective.
- [21:45] <[kly]Melissa> ... it's ok.
- [21:46] * [Rut]Christina cracks the door open and peeks her head in.
- [21:46] <[Rut]Christina> Ah... eheheh... hi.
- [21:47] * [Rut]Christina swallows the lump in her throat. She's really bad at this.
- [21:48] * [kly]Melissa is lying face down on the bed, clutching the pillow, but she turns to face Christina when she enters. Sort of.
- [21:49] <[kly]Melissa> ...I don't think I can nap.
- [21:50] * [huh]Isabella rests on Victoria's head.
- [21:50] <[huh]Isabella> THinking about these things is just too hard, Vickie.
- [21:53] * [Rut]Christina enters and approaches the bed pensively. She fold her arms -- a barrier, meant to hide her uneasiness. She just... stands there for a time, a strange look on her face.
- [21:57] <[kly]Melissa> ... is something wrong?
- [21:59] <[Rut]Christina> T-that's what I was gonna-- I mean, uh... How ah ya?
- [22:01] <[Pyg]Victoria> "What sort of things do you mean, Isabel?"
- [22:01] * [kly]Melissa sighs
- [22:02] <[kly]Melissa> Bad... I think.
- [22:02] * [kly]Melissa rolls over, facing the ceiling now.
- [22:02] <[kly]Melissa> I keep seeing it.
- [22:04] <[kly]Melissa> I don't want to, but...
- [22:05] <[huh]Isabella> Just... things in general. What sort of bad things happened?
- [22:05] * [kly]Melissa sighs again, rubbing her eyes.
- [22:06] <[kly]Melissa> ...do you keep seeing it, too?
- [22:09] <[Rut]Christina> Seeing what? Oh. Uh, well...
- [22:12] <[Rut]Christina> ... Yeah. Yeah, I do, too.
- [22:14] * [Rut]Christina clears her throat. Not acting tough is out of character for her, and it's pretty obvious she's just trying not to alienate Melissa.
- [22:15] <[Pyg]Victoria> "I think Cassandra's powers may be resurfacing."
- [22:15] <[huh]Isabella> Cassie's are?!
- [22:15] * [kly]Melissa rolls over
- [22:15] <[kly]Melissa> ...you're not.
- [22:15] <[Rut]Christina> ...
- [22:16] <[kly]Melissa> ...could you teach me?
- [22:16] <[Rut]Christina> H-huh?
- [22:17] <[kly]Melissa> I don't want to, either. It's so horrible-
- [22:17] * [kly]Melissa chokes up at the last bit
- [22:21] <[Pyg]Victoria> "Seems like it."
- [22:21] * [Pyg]Victoria sighs.
- [22:21] * [huh]Isabella sighs.
- [22:21] <[huh]Isabella> That girl...
- [22:21] <[Pyg]Victoria> "I though she wouldn't have to worry about this anymore.
- [22:21] <[huh]Isabella> Yeah. She seemed so much happier...
- [22:21] <[Rut]Christina> Umm...
- [22:22] <[Rut]Christina> . o O ( Ugh. Do something, you moron! )
- [22:23] <[huh]Isabella> How is she, do you know?
- [22:28] <[Rut]Christina> Ah, wait! I know!
- [22:28] * [Rut]Christina pulls out the chained clubs from earlier.
- [22:29] <[Rut]Christina> Hehehe... They took my gun away when I gaht he'uh, but they didn't get this~ You hold 'em.
- [22:32] * [kly]Melissa rolls over at the noise. Then, seeing what they are, she turns back over.
- [22:32] <[kly]Melissa> I don't want to.
- [22:34] <[Rut]Christina> Why not?
- [22:35] * [kly]Melissa shakes her head.
- [22:35] <[kly]Melissa> You choked him... with it.
- [22:36] * [Rut]Christina stares blankly.
- [22:37] <[Rut]Christina> ... I don't follow.
- [22:40] <[kly]Melissa> So...
- [22:41] * [kly]Melissa sighs.
- [22:41] <[kly]Melissa> I don't want to remember that. Or any of that.
- [22:41] <[Rut]Christina> O-oh.
- [22:47] <[Rut]Christina> ... Mmm, yeah, I'd rath'uh f'uhget about that guy, too... But anyway!
- [22:48] * [Rut]Christina tugs Melissa's arm a bit.
- [22:49] <[Rut]Christina> C'mon, on ya feet! Real men don't need weapons, anyhow!
- [22:50] * [kly]Melissa tries to shrug her off.
- [22:50] <[kly]Melissa> Why?
- [22:52] <[kly]Melissa> Maybe if I just take a nap, it'll... go away.
- [22:55] * [Rut]Christina stops and thinks for a moment, recalling the first time she "met" with Death. The circumstances were miles apart from what happened today, but...
- [22:55] <[Rut]Christina> Prahbably not.
- [23:01] * [kly]Melissa groans.
- [23:02] <[Rut]Christina> Bah, ya just bein' lazy is awll! Up!
- [23:02] * [Rut]Christina tries to yank Melissa to her feet.
- [23:06] * [kly]Melissa ...doesn't resist. Up on to her feet, then. It doesn't really matter.
- [23:13] <[Pyg]Victoria> "I don't know why, but she told us to leave her there before the police showed up. Tabitha is with her, so I think she might be okay. I wouldn't worry that much, Isabel."
- [23:14] <[huh]Isabella> Even if you say that, I can't help but worry...
- [23:14] <[huh]Isabella> Uuuu... what if she's in trouble...
- [23:18] <[Rut]Christina> Hey, don't go limp! C'mon, move!
- [23:19] <[kly]Melissa> ...where are we moving to?
- [23:21] <[Rut]Christina> First, stretch! No moping!
- [23:22] * [Rut]Christina takes Melissa by the arms from behind and starts stretching for her.
- [23:25] * [kly]Melissa is very passive about all this. She'd rather curl up into a ball than stretch.
- [23:31] * [Rut]Christina frowns at the girl's lack of energy. What did that old man do when -she- was too lazy to train?...
- [23:37] * [Rut]Christina scowls, rolls up her sleeves, then clamps her fingers down on Melissa's behind like a croc's jaw.
- [23:42] * [kly]Melissa flinches a bit before turning her head around to look.
- [23:42] <[kly]Melissa> That... hurts. Could you stop?
- [23:48] <[Rut]Christina> Not till ya get inta it.
- [23:48] * [Rut]Christina is distracted. Something didn't feel quite right.
- [23:54] * [kly]Melissa sighs, doing a much slower stretch routine than Christina was having her do a moment ago.
- [23:55] <[kly]Melissa> Is that good? I'm not feeling... stretchy.
- [00:03] * [Rut]Christina keeps forcing Melissa through drills, cautiously avoiding the subject of earlier that afternoon. Hopefully, the exhaustion would bring her a dreamless sleep that night... as Christina had after her own first time.
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