Litchi Faye-Ling (
not_meatbuns) wrote2010-09-13 12:44 pm
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Rebel 24 [Action/Written]
[Early this morning, before the sun has really broken through the thick clouds outside, Litchi starts awake. Absolutely everything aches terribly, but she's alive. Every breath is rattling slightly and her lungs aren't terribly cooperative, but they're working. Not that she actually remembers dying, but... the last thing she can remember is Noel approaching her in the woods and then everything went black. And she knows it can't have been good.
...Oh, god, Noel. She has to be alright, right? She... she couldn't have...
Litchi tries to get a look around herself, but all she can tell is that she's in a bed somewhere. And there's someone next to her, but without her glasses, she can't make out any details. But this feels familiar... whoever it is, she has a feeling it's someone she knows.
But, as much as she wants to try to slip away and make sure Noel wasn't harmed, she also doesn't want to wake up her slumbering companion. Especially considering that she can't see at all; she knows she wouldn't get far. But oh god, what if...
No, no. Panicking won't do any good. Just calm down, wait for a good chance to slip away. Even though Litchi isn't sure how far her legs will carry her with how achey and watery they feel.
...Just where is she, anyhow? Where are her glasses? Lao Jiu? And... why can't she sense the Boundary at all anymore?]
[And later on, once she's had a chance to get her bearings, Litchi makes a note in her journal. Her handwriting is much sloppier than it usually is, but she really couldn't trust herself to make it through with a steady voice, so... written it is.]
Everyone... I don't think I can ever apologize enough for what happened. I never meant for it to go so far.
I can promise that it will never happen again.
i'm so sorry.
[[ooc: She's waking up in Thirteen's bed, but after that, action threads for House 48 are a-okay. ♥]]
...Oh, god, Noel. She has to be alright, right? She... she couldn't have...
Litchi tries to get a look around herself, but all she can tell is that she's in a bed somewhere. And there's someone next to her, but without her glasses, she can't make out any details. But this feels familiar... whoever it is, she has a feeling it's someone she knows.
But, as much as she wants to try to slip away and make sure Noel wasn't harmed, she also doesn't want to wake up her slumbering companion. Especially considering that she can't see at all; she knows she wouldn't get far. But oh god, what if...
No, no. Panicking won't do any good. Just calm down, wait for a good chance to slip away. Even though Litchi isn't sure how far her legs will carry her with how achey and watery they feel.
...Just where is she, anyhow? Where are her glasses? Lao Jiu? And... why can't she sense the Boundary at all anymore?]
[And later on, once she's had a chance to get her bearings, Litchi makes a note in her journal. Her handwriting is much sloppier than it usually is, but she really couldn't trust herself to make it through with a steady voice, so... written it is.]
Everyone... I don't think I can ever apologize enough for what happened. I never meant for it to go so far.
I can promise that it will never happen again.
i'm so sorry.
[[ooc: She's waking up in Thirteen's bed, but after that, action threads for House 48 are a-okay. ♥]]
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She tries to stay very still, hoping he'll move on his own without having to wake him up... but she ends up coughing. Oops.]
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...And then something in his brain clicks as he moves his arm that's wrapped around Litchi. Wait. Wait.
There's something in this bed that should not be here. His eyes lazily drift open to see what the hell it is, everything blurry and out of focus at first.]
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What happened? [So out of the loop. And now she's worried.]
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It's a bit of a long story, but... to cut it short, I lost control of the powers I had from back home.
I don't remember much, but
i'm told I attacked a few people.
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Are you all right now?
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How much do you know of what transpired?
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Oh, Tao...! Are you okay? [She didn't attack you too, did she?]
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But Tao missed you a lot! [fuck this shit dancing edge all the way to house 48 now]
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Although it may be a while before I'm back on my feet entirely. [This cough doesn't seem like it will be going away all too soon.]
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Is there anything I can do to be of assistance? If you need medical attention, I can ask my friend to see to you.
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But that aside... how are you feeling?
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To be honest, I don't feel too wonderful. But I have to admit that it's an improvement from before.
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[Supplies? Medicine? Someone to watch Wuthering Heights with and forget the weight of the world? Just say the word.]
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So, come on. Why can't you say anything? Is writing easier? Not even. The words won't come this time. But she needs to write something, so...]
Miss Litchi[Too bad she quickly scribbles that out and proceeds to close the journal. Later. Yes. She'll talk to Litchi later when she knows what to say.
Which will be soon. Obviously.
...Shit.]
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i'm so sorry.
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I'm sorry if I worried you at all, Yao.
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