I don't know if that bird was you. I don't even know where your Fluid is. I think it was. A couple people turned into weaponry by accident. It makes sense that it would work the other way.
I won't tell them where you are. You do you, Jessie. Fly around. Maybe this'll wear off eventually.
Again, if you come back and were not the bird, I'm sorry. Just trying to avoid going crazy over here. I won't be offended if you get a kick out my idiocy. Putting that on the table right now.
You know, if you want to stay a giant thunder summoning bird forever, I'll support it. Might be a bit hard to get in the house, but we'll make it work. Besides, flying with you is fun! I don't even mind you trying to crack me open a few times! At least I think that's what you were doing. Does birdbrain think I have a nut inside me, or something? I don't. It's just electronics.
I bit one when I was new, because I was stupid. Not good eating.
[Jessie wakes up as herself on a rooftop somewhere in town with the Fluid going bananas. She blearily stares at all the messages form Buzz and, fogged as her mind is, it takes a little while for everything to fall into place. ]
What are you talking about? What BIRD? Why am I on a roof?
[She's feeling better at least, the anger that's been cooped up inside her for two months is gone. She feels like she's purge something nasty from her system and-
And then a few scattered memories came back to her. She remembers flying. She remembers thunder and rage and hoo boy a lot of blood.
Yeah, I can climb down. I'm not hurt. You don't need to carry me.
[She'll be parkouring her way down fro the rooftop, trying to push down a lot of very unpleasant memories, all clamouring for her attention. Jessie's never repressed her stuff half as much as she has since she came to Deerington. Suddenly being trapped alone in a box for three decades isn't the worst thing she's experienced and she honestly doesn't know how to handle that.
So she's gonna just... sit on the pavement and try not to think about it. It's fine, this is totally fine. ]
[he... kind of wants to carry her anyway? he won't because she doesn't want it, but...
well, anyway, it takes him about 20 minutes to get there, as he'd said. buzz has obsessively studied the maps of this place and explored enough to generally know how long it takes to get around.
it takes absolutely every ounce of willpower for him to now scoop her up in a very tight hug the moment he spots her. the only reason he doesn't--]
Are-- are you okay for...? [he has his hands held out, clearly asking if she's okay to even be touched after her body was changed so dramatically against her will.]
[Jessie will solve his dilemma for him. As soon as he gets near she's to her feet, racing into his arms. The hug gives is as tight and fierce as her bearhugs always are- but it's very much lacking in enthusiasm. It seems desperate, like clinging to driftwood in the ocean.
Give her a minute Buzz, she just needs to cling for the next forever. ]
[There are so many things she wants to talk about- a slew of half-remembered memories of the past month, sweeping through her mind like a fog. She can't bring them to the surface yet though- giving them a voice might make them real. So she clings a little tighter. ]
You don't have anything to be sorry about. You're not the one that turned into a giant death bird.
[Giving voice to it doesn't make her feel any better. Everything sucks. So badly. She appreciates the restraint. The family is there, but it's not home. Not right now. ]
...Yeah, okay. We should get out of here.
[In case they come across any dead townspeople that she for sure murdered.]
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:22 pm (UTC)I think it was.
A couple people turned into weaponry by accident. It makes sense that it would work the other way.
I won't tell them where you are. You do you, Jessie. Fly around.
Maybe this'll wear off eventually.
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:23 pm (UTC)The feathers are suspect.
Did you really need to throw me into that bush?
Thanks for not aiming for the concrete, I guess.
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:25 pm (UTC)There's no way it wasn't him. Other than the colouring, he didn't want to fly and was eating cars.
I sprayed him with a hose. It was pretty funny, until he tried to zap me.
Weird how the thunder thing works.
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-31 03:27 pm (UTC)Just trying to avoid going crazy over here.
I won't be offended if you get a kick out my idiocy.
Putting that on the table right now.
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:31 pm (UTC)I'm calling the grappling hook Gary.
Is that weird? I don't care. You can use Gary when you're back. It's pretty fun.
And the laser as well. I guess.
I found your lasso. It's back at the house.
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:32 pm (UTC)Sorry about that.
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:38 pm (UTC)Might be a bit hard to get in the house, but we'll make it work.
Besides, flying with you is fun!
I don't even mind you trying to crack me open a few times!
At least I think that's what you were doing.
Does birdbrain think I have a nut inside me, or something?
I don't. It's just electronics.
I bit one when I was new, because I was stupid.
Not good eating.
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Date: 2020-03-31 03:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-03-31 03:49 pm (UTC)done lmfao
Date: 2020-03-31 03:50 pm (UTC)Come back soon.
I'll be here. For whatever you need.
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Date: 2020-03-31 08:19 pm (UTC)What are you talking about?
What BIRD?
Why am I on a roof?
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Date: 2020-03-31 08:21 pm (UTC)And then a few scattered memories came back to her. She remembers flying. She remembers thunder and rage and hoo boy a lot of blood.
Oh.
Oh, balls.]
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Date: 2020-03-31 08:23 pm (UTC)I was the bird.
The bird was me.
Gimmie a sec.
I'm just gonna stare into nothing for a quick sec to try and repress everything forever.
Are you okay?
Also I don't wanna stay a bird thanks for the offer.
But no.
Very much no.
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Date: 2020-03-31 09:14 pm (UTC)he's pretty much already climbing up onto the prospero townhouse roof when she mentions a roof before he replies.]
glad youre back cowgirl
[proper grammar is for people who aren't currently poised to sprint across town.]
dont harm yourself by doing that jessie [hypocrite.] where are you?
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Date: 2020-04-01 10:49 pm (UTC)Glad to be back.
[He's trying. The only reason she's able to type is because she's busy compartmentalising everything. It's fine. This is fine.]
Yeah trust me I'm gonna have to do a lot of that.
It's pretty bad.
On a rooftop?
I'm by the rollerskate place.
I can see it from here.
Couple buildings over.
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Date: 2020-04-02 01:13 pm (UTC)[lord typing and running is HARD]
wiat youre not hurt are you? ?? ill carry you back its fine
givem e 20
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Date: 2020-04-03 08:24 pm (UTC)I'm not hurt.
You don't need to carry me.
[She'll be parkouring her way down fro the rooftop, trying to push down a lot of very unpleasant memories, all clamouring for her attention. Jessie's never repressed her stuff half as much as she has since she came to Deerington. Suddenly being trapped alone in a box for three decades isn't the worst thing she's experienced and she honestly doesn't know how to handle that.
So she's gonna just... sit on the pavement and try not to think about it. It's fine, this is totally fine. ]
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Date: 2020-04-03 10:18 pm (UTC)well, anyway, it takes him about 20 minutes to get there, as he'd said. buzz has obsessively studied the maps of this place and explored enough to generally know how long it takes to get around.
it takes absolutely every ounce of willpower for him to now scoop her up in a very tight hug the moment he spots her. the only reason he doesn't--]
Are-- are you okay for...? [he has his hands held out, clearly asking if she's okay to even be touched after her body was changed so dramatically against her will.]
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Date: 2020-04-04 04:22 pm (UTC)Give her a minute Buzz, she just needs to cling for the next forever. ]
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Date: 2020-04-04 06:09 pm (UTC)he so desperately wants to say "it's okay, you're safe now, it's over" but... he knows all 3 of those things would be lies.
damn it, sodder.
he settles on the one thing that wouldn't be a lie:] I've got you.
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Date: 2020-04-05 05:36 pm (UTC)I want to go home. I'm done with this place.
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Date: 2020-04-05 08:25 pm (UTC)[sorry for what? sorry he couldn't stop what happened to her? sorry he can't help more? sorry they can't go home? buzz isn't sure. it just hurts.]
Come on. We can go back to the townhouse.
[he's careful not to call that home, even if it's where the family is.]
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Date: 2020-04-05 09:54 pm (UTC)[Giving voice to it doesn't make her feel any better. Everything sucks. So badly. She appreciates the restraint. The family is there, but it's not home. Not right now. ]
...Yeah, okay. We should get out of here.
[In case they come across any dead townspeople that she for sure murdered.]
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Date: 2020-04-06 06:19 pm (UTC)buzz guides her forward gently.]
It--it's not far. You can rest when we're back.
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