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Chaos Plot Reactions!

Who: Anyone/Everyone affected by Helios' nasty bout of Possession Sickness
What: Picking up the pieces
When: August 11th/12th
Where: Wherever there was bad mojo!
Summary: Apep, an Egyptian god of Chaos, possessed Helios and wrecked havoc. Those involved are going to have to cope with their injuries, mental traumas, and newfound night terrors!
Rating: R, for possible trigger warnings for descriptions of violence and bad language.

Nothing is ever easy for them House 46 folks. Gawddamn!

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They don't keep me from seeing it. I've spoken to Luke and Ben, and now with you but. I just need more time. It's not real. It won't happen. I'm rationalizing my way through it as best I can.

[She leans against Lupin and hooks an arm around his waist. Settles close and listens to him breathe. Alive and well.]

...when I came around the corner and he had that sword I thought I was too late.

This sounds a little like PTSD--what you need is a counselor.

[But that hug was enough, and all he could offer her. Having witnessed his partners tortured and experienced it himself, he knew that just being available as an emotional support was better than nothing.

Her words pulled an echo of his momentary fear to the surface. That twinge of uncertainty when faced before a god that intended to kill him was enough to lock him up. Beyond the pain and the raging vertigo, he knew in that second that he was in over his head.

Fear was always fuel for him, and he would use it as fuel again. The moment a man in his profession loses respect for the risks taken is the moment he ends up imprisoned--or worse.]

That wasn't the first time I've stared death in the face, Angel. And it won't be the last.

It wouldn't have been worth anything- it wouldn't have accomplished anything for you to die there. If you or anyone has to die in this place it should count for something. It shouldn't be because of. That bastard.

[She scrubs her face with her hands and squeezes her eyes shut. Lupin's alive and well. Breathing. Wounded but present and she'll be able to cope in time. It'll get better. She can't stay like this. She can't let people know she's cracked. It was a point of pride, even with as exhausted as she felt now.]

Compounding effects would be a pain in the ass too...

[Said mildly, with a touch of bitterness. He idly toyed with the beads dangling from her hairpin as he mused over their friendship--two flighty kites, both in need of an anchor and both trying to be one for the other. It was a recipe for disaster, but he had to stay strong for now.

For her.]

[There's something soothing in that slow click and slide of beads in her hair. It's soft, but certainly something she wouldn't be hearing in one of those visions. It helps her relax enough to not brace herself for another. She's been fine thusfar and...it upsets Lupin to see her like this.]

...when I can stand it. When I can walk through the front door without feeling sick- I think it may be best for me to move into house 46.

It is one of the safest places to stay in the village--why do you think I didn't argue with Luke when he offered? [Beyond the practicalities of it, the decision all boiled down to one factor: as he currently stood in Luceti, Lupin was ill-equipped to properly defend himself. He still retained his skills, but actually pulling off his stunts was more frustration than it was worth.]

Just take your time. Luke's taking his, and we need to get everything cleaned up. The actual building is repaired, but its a mess.

Hell, I don't mind helping you with your things, if you want. [Just...no heavy lifting. Not for a good while at this rate.]

I don't have much...and I won't be moving everything over. It's just until I can...until this is gone. Until I'm well.

[Admitting that she wasn't quite right was more difficult than she'd anticipated. How was she to work like this? To focus? She can't even sleep without enduring a variable cycle of strangeness.

For the moment she sets it aside. Rests her cheek against Lupin's shoulder and murmurs.]

...did you scream when you saw the squid?

[In her state? That could very well be a while. Adele, while resilient, wasn't known for handling stress well--and this took the cake. He held her quietly, and offered a small laugh at her question.]

You know? I wanted to--but couldn't when I saw Grune's face. She's such a gentle person that I hate seeing her upset. I ended up laughing instead, because it was so absurd.

...

She knows. She knows everything, as best as she can.

Edited 2012-08-16 00:56 (UTC)

I figured the contradictory elements would either delay or alter your reaction entirely. I'm only disappointed I couldn't see it for myself.

[It twists a laugh out of her, that thought. After everything that's happened, she more or less had something to cheer him up he was in dire need of delivered. There couldn' be a better time for Grune to have brought the squid.]

...I was vague when she asked because it wasn't mine to tell. And I did not want to upset her.

Saori saw it too. She can give you the details.

[Another reason his reaction was shifted. Her and Law--he wasn't sure how the pirate would have reacted if he had jumped too high. He would always wonder about Grune, but thank whatever luck he had for her wisdom and oddly opportune sense of timing. Her smile could warm anyone's day.]

I told her during the Shift, when I ended up in her kitchen. She...damn near threatened the Malnosso in the way that only she can. When I told her that they couldn't be bargained with for a while...she understood. Somewhere in that sweet, fluffy head of her's, she understood.

Funny. I've known her since Christmas, but never thought to tell her anything about myself.

There is something...interesting about Grune that I don't have a word or explanation for. She's sweet but there feels as though there is more to her at times than that which we are able to see. I don't think about it overmuch- because she is kind, and sweet, and endlessly compassionate. having someone like her in the village, and among my friends, makes living here easier.

[Feeling a little more herself, Adele sits up straighter and sips her now lukewarm coffee.]

She's not one for secrets, I do not think. But it won't hurt to have her a little closer.

...There's far more to her than what you're thinking, Angel. Trust me on that.

[Because he saw it, a few months back. Her odd clarity, her dedication to righting all of the wrongs, her willingness to put herself on the front line to end the injustice that was committed by the Malnosso. He hadn't seen Grune like that ever before...and wondered if he ever would again.

He knew, instinctively, that Grune was potentially as powerful as Saori. Her anger was to be respected, and he was thankful that the occasions which that happened would be rare.]

I'm not overly surprised, Aubergine.

[She's seen shades of something more beyond the forgetful, cheerful woman that Grune is most of the time. It's something old, stern, but still kind. Beyond that she doesn't know and won't ask. Grune is as she is, and will always be considered a friend.]

You've been resting enough?

It's Law's house; pretty hard to not relax here.

[Said with a smile. He'd been able to get a good sleep for the first time in the better part of two weeks under this roof, and had come to understand the younger but startling mature doctor a little better. Even with all of the chaos, it was a worthwhile payment for it.]

How about you? Do you need help figuring out who to go to until you get yourself a little straight? I've got a small list of emergency contacts.

I meant your shoulder Lupin.

[She's been...flitting from place to place. The cot in her office has held her comfortably for quite some time now, when she can manage to sleep.]

Gambit has offered to let me stay with him. As has Rett. After that I could stay with Saori for some time- it depends on how long it takes for me to be able to stand the sight of house 46.

Daisy. Smoker. Grell. Anyone of them would likely stay in the barracks with you if the heights bother you, since they all live above the fourth level. The Strawhats might be a good bet-I've spoken with a number of them, like Robin and Nami. Pity that Luffy has gone home...

Dresden is a good bet too, and he can protect you from magical foes fairly well.

[A lopsided shrug. It was sometimes nice to associate with so many very dangerous individuals. He had a quick list of who to turn to in emergencies. He rubbed his arm thoughtfully at her insistent question and considered his options.]

...It's not that hard if you use the right pillows in the right places, so that pressure isn't placed on it. It also stops some tossing and turning in the middle of the night...

Even though it's quiet, it's almost like how the Lakehouse was when Goemon was still here. He wasn't around much and wasn't a great conversationalist, but his presence could be felt.

[A wistful smile. He missed the ronin.]

I've been sleeping with the window open. It's nice falling to sleep to crickets chirping and waking up to birds cooing. Sumire and Amaya are also helpful in that respect.

Edited 2012-08-16 04:15 (UTC)

I've my own places to stay, Lupin but...thank you. I will keep them in mind.

[Coffee aside she is exhausted. She can only keep herself awake for so long without running herself into the ground. Better to head back to Remy's and speak to Luke about sleeping well. Or...taking a few pills and hoping for the best.]

...Wind chimes. Or a radio. I can't sleep in the quiet anymore, or the dark.

Just keep yourself out of trouble--I can't go beat people up for you right now.

[There's a wry chuckle at this, and he pulls Adele closer. Their coffee had gone cold, but that was why microwaves existed. Talking was more important.]

Anyone would have trouble after that. Anyone. Why do you think I wanted to stay with someone? So that I can hear something, anything. People make it easier.

When you get to 46, we can rig up some dim lights for you around the room and hang some wind chimes by the window. Getting a little radio in there would be easy too, or a white noise machine.

We'll get you to a point where you can sleep without worrying. Trust me.

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