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shoplifter) wrote1992-04-27 08:22 pm
shoplifter) wrote1992-04-27 08:22 pm
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Old Game Inboxes.
(OLD INBOX FOR RIVERVIEW AND DEERINGTON)
(OLD INBOX FOR RIVERVIEW AND DEERINGTON)
Have you been back to school?
[Oh, damn you, science man.]
I've been thinking about it.
[So no.]
I've been thinking about it.
[So no.]
Hey! They don't exactly have a zoo here, but they have some areas with animals and things from the moon they said we can come check out if you like. Food's on me.
[Oh hey there, buddy.]
Areas? Like forest?
I like the forest.
Areas? Like forest?
I like the forest.
[Early on the second day of Hygge, a small box is delivered. Unlike the other boxes sent out, this one contains only a carefully selected variety of Funtom candies. As well as a note:]
I hope you'll join me at my home to celebrate the holiday. There will be cocoa and a warm fire.
~Ciel Phantomhive
I hope you'll join me at my home to celebrate the holiday. There will be cocoa and a warm fire.
~Ciel Phantomhive
Hey. Are you okay?
[ Because while Stephen was pretty sure their post was a joke, from what he could see, Laura had not thought so. ]
[ Because while Stephen was pretty sure their post was a joke, from what he could see, Laura had not thought so. ]
I'm fine.
[Boy, if that wasn't the most clipped and unhappy reply.
(So probably not okay.)]
[Boy, if that wasn't the most clipped and unhappy reply.
(So probably not okay.)]
[Ed had seen the broadcast, but more importantly - to him, at least - he saw Laura's reaction to it. A logical response from a wild child in her position. He wasn't sure what to make of the whole thing, but after awhile it became pretty clear the whole situation was a ruse, even if he was used to that exact thing happening all the time in previous worlds.]
Those two messed up pretty bad, huh?
[Regardless of repercussions for their actions from the populace, they'd hurt her and that was enough of a mess up in his opinion if they actually valued her friendship. Since he isn't aware of their replies he has no idea their take on it.]
Those two messed up pretty bad, huh?
[Regardless of repercussions for their actions from the populace, they'd hurt her and that was enough of a mess up in his opinion if they actually valued her friendship. Since he isn't aware of their replies he has no idea their take on it.]
[She's still coming down from that anger, with some luck. As much as she wants to be really, really pissed, she's also a kid who is feeling more than a little betrayed by these people she... admittedly likes. Cares about? Likes, at the very least (or what she'll admit). Getting the message from Edward makes her bite her lip and give a long pause, but she does eventually reply.]
They are both idiots.
They are both idiots.
[ doop doop doop knocking on the door, wondering if he's gonna get stabbed. ]
[After a pause, the door cracks open slightly, one dark eye peering in between the sliver.
It is not a happy eye, per se. It darkens further at the sight of him.]
What.
It is not a happy eye, per se. It darkens further at the sight of him.]
What.
Definitely no where dangerous.
[She's actually on the roof of the community building, but she likes messing with you, buddy.]
[She's actually on the roof of the community building, but she likes messing with you, buddy.]
Is something wrong?
[Does she need to stab someone for you, yes or no.]
[Does she need to stab someone for you, yes or no.]
[Okay, so every day since Laura's announcement of August being her month, Alex has had a small present delivered. Like books, games, chocolates, cookies, etc. Something small, but it's every morning and they all have a card that says "Happy International Laura Month!" on them.]
Would you like to come over for dinner sometime?
I always like dinner.
[It's like putting cheese in front of a mouse, okay.]
Is there a special reason?
[It's like putting cheese in front of a mouse, okay.]
Is there a special reason?
[ This text is coming a little late, because she hATES to admit that she failed at anything, but eventually she decides she needs to send something in case Laura tries to leave the same way she did. ]
btw
i did what we talked about it didn't go well
don't try to leave town
btw
i did what we talked about it didn't go well
don't try to leave town
['It didn't go well.' Story of their lives, probably, and as she reads the message her brow furrows with some concern.]
What happened?
Are you okay?
What happened?
Are you okay?
Going into the hole.
I'll be back for dinner.
[Of course. Of course.]
I'll be back for dinner.
[Of course. Of course.]
So loud?
You should not usually hear them.
Are you feeling strange?
You should not usually hear them.
Are you feeling strange?
[ When Laura comes home she may notice something is awry if the fact that there is a presence in her room is anything to go by. A familiar gunpowder, cancer, and Mexican food smelling presence.
Said presence is sitting in the middle of her room with a large box of building blocks perfecting a tower that stands taller than he sits high. At the very top is a Spider-Man action figure and on the floor is another colored with sharpie to look like Deadpool. ]
Said presence is sitting in the middle of her room with a large box of building blocks perfecting a tower that stands taller than he sits high. At the very top is a Spider-Man action figure and on the floor is another colored with sharpie to look like Deadpool. ]
[It's a good thing she new his scent coming in, or else she might've thrown herself through the door with her claws out, and the last thing either of them needs is a repeat of you-know-what from their cave journeys. Instead she carefully walks in, her brow furrowed and her expression wary even still.
... Oh.
This is not what she expected at all, and for a moment she's clearly flummoxed where she stands, her hands curled around the straps of her ol' faithful backpack. And she stares, because this is clearly Wade's moment to explain why exactly there's a grown man playing with building blocks on her bed.
(And does Henry know he's here? She's betting she doesn't.)]
... Oh.
This is not what she expected at all, and for a moment she's clearly flummoxed where she stands, her hands curled around the straps of her ol' faithful backpack. And she stares, because this is clearly Wade's moment to explain why exactly there's a grown man playing with building blocks on her bed.
(And does Henry know he's here? She's betting she doesn't.)]
[ she hadn't wanted to do this, had figured it would be best for laura to have some space after everything that's happened β but pete had insisted, practically begged. one look at him and wynonna hadn't been able to say no.
besides, if she's really being honest with herself, it'll give her some peace of mind too, to know for sure, even if laura doesn't feel like talking to anyone right now. which is why she errs on the side of leaving her a voice message, rather than a text: something for her to listen to so that tone doesn't get misinterpreted. ]
Laura? It's Wynonna. Do you remember me? You offered to swipe me some crayons, you know, from the diner?
Pete's okay. He wanted you to know that β that he's not upset or anything. He's just worried. [ a small pause, and then: ] We both are. We just want to make sure you're okay.
And if you need anybody to talk to, I mean, I've been told I make a pretty great cup of hot chocolate. Perfect chocolate-to-marshmallow ratio. If you're interested.
besides, if she's really being honest with herself, it'll give her some peace of mind too, to know for sure, even if laura doesn't feel like talking to anyone right now. which is why she errs on the side of leaving her a voice message, rather than a text: something for her to listen to so that tone doesn't get misinterpreted. ]
Laura? It's Wynonna. Do you remember me? You offered to swipe me some crayons, you know, from the diner?
Pete's okay. He wanted you to know that β that he's not upset or anything. He's just worried. [ a small pause, and then: ] We both are. We just want to make sure you're okay.
And if you need anybody to talk to, I mean, I've been told I make a pretty great cup of hot chocolate. Perfect chocolate-to-marshmallow ratio. If you're interested.
[There's silence for a while after. Radio silence. Never a pleasant thing, when there's no response β but she listens to the message from where she's made a little spot to sleep and just... exist. In the forest. She'd marked a large rock along the riverbed, one she could sit atop and gaze down to the shallow water below. Sometimes she comes here to think. This time, she's here to hide away from the ugly things she's done.
But eventually, thankfully, there's a reply.
A small and short reply.]
You made sure? He's healing?
[Because she needs to know that much. Part of her has been anxiously thinking he could have gotten sicker after she left, or died from the blood loss, or had gotten an infection. Normal people get that, don't they? Infections?
She doesn't get infections.
She doesn't scar.
... A good thing, because she would be nothing but them.]
But eventually, thankfully, there's a reply.
A small and short reply.]
You made sure? He's healing?
[Because she needs to know that much. Part of her has been anxiously thinking he could have gotten sicker after she left, or died from the blood loss, or had gotten an infection. Normal people get that, don't they? Infections?
She doesn't get infections.
She doesn't scar.
... A good thing, because she would be nothing but them.]
[The reply's a bit slow-going. She's muy tired.]
estoy descansando.
someone stabbed me.
estoy descansando.
someone stabbed me.
What's "picante" mean? This guy said I should ask you if I couldn't figure it out.
[............ Not the weirdest message she's gotten.]
When something is hot and spicy?
Like salsa.
When something is hot and spicy?
Like salsa.
[About part of the way through this fucking debacle, Laura gets a surprise text. Klaus doesn't make good decisions on the regular, but reaching out to a literal 11-year-old in a time of crisis and like too much straight vodka may just make the highlight reel the next time he dies and God herself tells him he sucks.
And yet here we are.]
weare going to the bench
por favor.,
its bench time baby
And yet here we are.]
weare going to the bench
por favor.,
its bench time baby
I will meet you at the bench.
Is anything wrong?
[... It's not like she can't tell it's weird to suddenly get texted a meet-up.
But maybe this is also just normal; Klaus is very irregular a person, too. Like she is.]
Is anything wrong?
[... It's not like she can't tell it's weird to suddenly get texted a meet-up.
But maybe this is also just normal; Klaus is very irregular a person, too. Like she is.]
[She's long stopped expecting Wolverine Jr. to keep to any kind of schedule. More errant outdoor cat than roommate, she's gotten used to Laura being out of the house for long stretches at a time. Can't blame her. Not even she thinks of the house as an ideal home she'd stay in if she had any choice.
It's with some surprise that this time she pushes the girl's half-open bedroom door all the way and finds Laura actually in her bed, sound asleep in the middle of the day. This sleeping epidemic's been getting to everyone, it's almost a miracle to make it to any bed when it hits...
It also stymies her hope, though. She'd wanted to bring this up in person--but who knows how long Laura's dream adventuring will last. Undecided, she lingers a moment, then comes forward and pulls back the top blanket so it's no longer tangled around her feet, then brings up a PB&J sandwich to leave by her for when she wakes up.
She sends a text instead so it, too, will be there when she wakes.]
Logan's back. Did you know?
It's with some surprise that this time she pushes the girl's half-open bedroom door all the way and finds Laura actually in her bed, sound asleep in the middle of the day. This sleeping epidemic's been getting to everyone, it's almost a miracle to make it to any bed when it hits...
It also stymies her hope, though. She'd wanted to bring this up in person--but who knows how long Laura's dream adventuring will last. Undecided, she lingers a moment, then comes forward and pulls back the top blanket so it's no longer tangled around her feet, then brings up a PB&J sandwich to leave by her for when she wakes up.
She sends a text instead so it, too, will be there when she wakes.]
Logan's back. Did you know?
Edited 2019-07-27 09:21 (UTC)
[The PB&J absolutely is gone in the first few minutes Laura's awake. It's no wonder she didn't eat the plastic wrap around it.
But it does take her a moment to reply back to Henry.]
Yes, I did.
He is not the one I knew. Different.
But he's very close.
[It's weird to be so happy to see him, and also a little sad. Part of her just anticipates he'll vanish. It's been a constant fear since her father had just... left again, out of her life, no warning.]
But it does take her a moment to reply back to Henry.]
Yes, I did.
He is not the one I knew. Different.
But he's very close.
[It's weird to be so happy to see him, and also a little sad. Part of her just anticipates he'll vanish. It's been a constant fear since her father had just... left again, out of her life, no warning.]
[... Ah. Well. That brings a ghost of a smile to her lips.
It's been a very hard month, but... anything helps, doesn't it?
Cliff will find a little sticky with a 'Thank you - Laura' on his door.
... With a P.S. I have a very good sense smell. Wear gloves if you want to be mysterious.]
It's been a very hard month, but... anything helps, doesn't it?
Cliff will find a little sticky with a 'Thank you - Laura' on his door.
... With a P.S. I have a very good sense smell. Wear gloves if you want to be mysterious.]
[Laura's not been very good at talking, despite all the time she's had... but you know, she's been steadily improving. Somewhat. Enough that she cracks the door open, peering out to Waverly with that usual stoic expression of hers. She sucks in her lower lip, considering the woman's request with the usual earnesty.
A nod. Yes, she has time to talk. She pushes the door open all the way for her to come in.
There are a few claw marks along the flower wallpaper on the innermost wall.
... Don't mind it.]
A nod. Yes, she has time to talk. She pushes the door open all the way for her to come in.
There are a few claw marks along the flower wallpaper on the innermost wall.
... Don't mind it.]
come outside
front porch
got something to show you
[ he wouldn't admit that he'd actually thought about it, but β he's thought about it.
the thing is that there's no damn way he was gonna pluck a horse out of thin air in deerington even if he'd occasionally considered how damn happy she'd probably be over having one. of course it isn't the standard first thought for a pet, but enough times looking at the designs on her walls and considering they pretty much live in a farmhouse anyway, he'd thought it wouldn't be a terrible idea albeit an unlikely one.
and then it showed up, quite literally plucked out of thin air he'd imagine, with the way the town works. the horse was addressed in his name, but he knows damn well it isn't actually meant for him, especially since it's a bit of a smaller one and he doesn't imagine it'd want to deal with his weight. no, that horse was meant for a smaller rider, and there was only one option.
so he waits there some yards away from the front porch, with the reins in hand, patting the girl on the snout, waiting β and hoping β for his daughter to slip outside. ]
front porch
got something to show you
[ he wouldn't admit that he'd actually thought about it, but β he's thought about it.
the thing is that there's no damn way he was gonna pluck a horse out of thin air in deerington even if he'd occasionally considered how damn happy she'd probably be over having one. of course it isn't the standard first thought for a pet, but enough times looking at the designs on her walls and considering they pretty much live in a farmhouse anyway, he'd thought it wouldn't be a terrible idea albeit an unlikely one.
and then it showed up, quite literally plucked out of thin air he'd imagine, with the way the town works. the horse was addressed in his name, but he knows damn well it isn't actually meant for him, especially since it's a bit of a smaller one and he doesn't imagine it'd want to deal with his weight. no, that horse was meant for a smaller rider, and there was only one option.
so he waits there some yards away from the front porch, with the reins in hand, patting the girl on the snout, waiting β and hoping β for his daughter to slip outside. ]
[Laura doesn't really know what to expect, when she gets a message like that. Either he caught her doing something she shouldn't, or he's about to give her something quietly sentimental, she thinks β now, is there anything she's done lately that would get her a look...? She doesn't think so, but...
Anyway, she's slipping outside while trying to figure out what that something could have been, and all her thoughts roll to a standstill when she processes what she's looking at: Frank with a horse. A small horse, brown and white, pleasant as can be. The girl stares for a moment moment, eyebrows raised, hands hanging at her sides.]
... You found a horse?
[It's no easy feat, making her sound caught off-guard, but here we are.
She steps closer, but not too close; she doesn't want to bother the creature.]
Anyway, she's slipping outside while trying to figure out what that something could have been, and all her thoughts roll to a standstill when she processes what she's looking at: Frank with a horse. A small horse, brown and white, pleasant as can be. The girl stares for a moment moment, eyebrows raised, hands hanging at her sides.]
... You found a horse?
[It's no easy feat, making her sound caught off-guard, but here we are.
She steps closer, but not too close; she doesn't want to bother the creature.]
On Christmas morning, in a box along with Frank and Wynonna's gifts, Laura will find a small stuffed toy with a tag around its neck that says: I need a name!. There's also a slightly dog-eared illustrated copy of Grimms' Fairy Tales with the inscription, on the inside cover: From a Christmas elf, with love - K x
[ Laura will find a present outside the front door addressed to her, from Wade. Inside is a bit of an oversized abomination. ]
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