Tansy: Tansy and Quaffle head to the apartment building and she
buzzes up to Michelle's place.
Michelle Morgan: She putters around the apartment,
humming lightly as she does a little spot-cleaning. The apartment isn't really a mess as a
general rule, but she's really just doing busy work while she clears her mind. An incense
burner is sitting in the middle of the floor in the living room on the carpert, sending
off the smell of Frankincense and Bistort. Sprout and Hope are in the bedroom with the
door closed. As the buzzer sounds, she heads over and picks up the phone.
"Hello?" She's still humming away, inbetween words.
Tansy: "Hey Michelle it's Tans, and Qyaff." as the cat
meows.
Michelle Morgan: "Hey, Tansy. Come on up. Front
door's unlocked" She buzzes her in, then moves to the stereo and puts Minnie Driver's
Everything I've Got in My Pocket on to play.
Tansy: She heads into the place once buzzed in nervous despite the
smile on her face. She heads up to Michelle's place and once there she opens the door
tentavily remembering the last time she did this. "Michelle?" she calls out from
the door.
Michelle Morgan: She looks to the door and smiles.
"Hey. Come on in." She's dressed in a loose tank-top and comfortable shorts, and
she smiles, humming along with the song as she heads toward the kitchen. "Something
to drink?"
Tansy: She heads in shutting the door behind her and Quaff. She is
actualy wearing a long flowiong skirt sandals and a tank top. "Sure, water or juice
if you have it."
Michelle Morgan: "Baby I know that all your
pain will pass...I know you're sad, but it won't last..." She sings along, quietly,
as she gets some juice for the girl. She hands it over, then pours herself some tequila.
"How are you feeling, Tansy?"
Tansy: She accepts the juice with a smile. tilting her head to the
side. "Umminggeneral I am doing well, dealing with the usual trappings and such.
About this...a bit nervous and anxious." she takes a sip of her juice.
Michelle Morgan: "Understandable. Let me ask
you something, Tansy. Did Rachelle ever tell you about the Nine Sacred Passions of our
beliefs?"
Tansy: She thinks a moment. "She might have, I have been trying
to do a lot of learning on my own, reading and asking wuestion that is how it was."
she says.
Michelle Morgan: She nods, moving out to the living
room area with her glass. "Tali Eos, a Cultist from long, long ago, laid out Nine
Sacred Passions that form part of the backbone of our beliefs. These Passions were Joy,
Empathy, Lust or Ambition, Grief, Fear, Jealousy, Hate, Rage, and Love. In our beliefs,
all of these Passions are sacred, and should be cherished, felt fully, and then released
in natural course. Your nervousness and anxiety is natural, Tansy. It reminds you that
you're still alive, and serves as a warning system. Embrace it, then let it move on once
it's done."
Tansy: She follows along listening as she goes. Nibbling on her lip
as she listens. She nods her head. "Okay so embracing the emotions of the moment and
then just lettin them go as they wish to leave and not holding on to them is what you are
saying." she asks.
Michelle Morgan: "Exactly. All emotions are
important. They all have purpose. But to hold on to anything too long, even Joy, Empathy,
or Love, is a bad thing, because then it possesses and consumes you until you're crippled
by it."
Tansy: Hey she got something she smiles and nods her head. "I
can see that."
Michelle Morgan: She smiles, and takes a seat on the
floor, in front of the brazier. Quaffle happily notes that the other cats are not around,
and leaps onto the couch, curling up to watch with a slightly bored look.
Tansy: She looks to where Michelles sits and sits across from her on
the floor on the other side of the incence. She takes a sip of her juice then set's it
down.
Michelle Morgan: She takes a good, strong drink of
alcohol, and then sets the thing aside, pulling her legs into the lotus position.
"All right. Tansy, give me your hands, and then clear your mind of all the clutter
and extraneous thoughs in your mind. I need your mind clear."
Tansy: Legs crossed indian style she nods her head holding out her
hand to Michelle. Closing her eyes she takes several deep breaths letting themout slowely
as she clears her mind...like she does when she is doing yoga. As she relaxes each part of
her body with each deep breath she lets her mind clear further.
Michelle Morgan: She takes the woman's hands, her
eyes shutting. "All minds are one. I'm just traveling through my mind to reach that
part of you that you can't access." And she starts singing along with the song.
"Heart shines like a neon sign...For tonight won't you just be mine...Invisible girl,
in the sodium light...She's the Queen of the Night..." She's focused entirely on her
singing, as her mind expands. ((Cha+Perf for her music, then three magic rolls, Mind 3 to
connect with Tansy's mind.))
Michelle Morgan: 9,1,4,7,6,4,1,
Michelle Morgan: ((Thank the Gods for Ability
Aptitude.))
Michelle Morgan: 5,6,4,
Michelle Morgan: 7,7,9,
Michelle Morgan: 7,2,10,
Tansy: Tansy continues to focus on her breathing so that she keeps
her mind clear.
-> Michelle Morgan: ((I guess now is NOT the time to give
Michelle a call *lol*)))
Michelle Morgan: ((Awareness roll allowed))
Tansy: 5,4,8,1,
Michelle Morgan: ((No, Lurk. Now would be a bad
time. *G*))
Michelle Morgan: Tansy feels nothing as Michelle
sings, and is therefore quite suprised when she feels the rock chick's mind make contact
with hers. It's burshing at first, gentle and inobtrsuive, before the two minds come
together, like two rain drops on a window, merging into one.
Tansy: She is so focused on relaxing and breathing, that she
entirely misses that Michelle has been working her magic.
Michelle Morgan: Finally, she hears Michelle speak,
both verbally and mentally. "Open your eyes, Tansy."
Tansy: When she hears Michelle she opens her eyes blinks a time or
two. and staring at Michelle.
Michelle Morgan: As Tansy opens her eyes, she finds
herself and Michelle standing in a hotel room. The room is cheap, not high-class at all,
with a flower-print bedspread on both twin bends and heavy orange carpet. The walls are
brown wood panel. It all seems enormous to Tansy, until she realizes she's in the body of
a young child. Michelle stands there next to her, dressed in clothes that Tansy recognizes
as belonging to her mother.
Tansy: She looks around and to Michelle, she licks her lips as she
looks around she doesn't know if she should move or not.
Michelle Morgan: It's night...that much is obvious
from the darkness coming through the window. Michelle looks down at Tansy, giving her an
aodring smile that Tansy finds oddly reminiscent. "Are you okay, baby? You look a
little off. Are you feeling okay? Dinner didn't upset your stomach, did it?"
Tansy: She grins looking back up to Michelle, nodding her head.
"I'm okay, dinner was good." and she hugs Michelle small arms wrapping around
her.
Tansy: (("I am good moma. Dinner was good."))
Michelle Morgan: She smiles, hugging Tansy.
"Okay. Go ahead and get ready for your bath, hon. Mom's just got a few calls she
needs to make, and she'll be right in."
Tansy: Nodding egarly, she skips off to the bathroom leaving the
door open like normal.
Michelle Morgan: She watches Tansy skip off, smiling
a little, almost sadly, and heads to the far bed to make some phone calls.
((Per+Alertness))
Tansy: 7,4,9,2,4,
Tansy: She looks around the bathroom as she reaches out to turn on
the water, so much harder for a five year old child to do than one thinks. she tests the
water making sure it was just right before leaning over she flips the leaver to stop up
the tub so that it will fill. She looks around the bathroom once again, as she pulls a
toweloff the rack and set's it on the lid of the toilet.
Michelle Morgan: Tansy hears her voice on the phone,
talking to someone. She sounds a little worried, almost desperate, asking the person she's
talking to about where she can hide Tansy. Something about 'him' having been felt in the
area, and someone 'already being dead.' Tansy catches the name of the person she's talking
to...he's referred to alternately as "Griffen" or "Ace."
Tansy: She moves to the door to hear more and tries to peek around
the door to watch, and listen.
Michelle Morgan: ((Note that currently, your mind is
your body, so essentially, you are "Astral" in a way. For Dexterity, use Wits.
For Strength, use Manipulation; for Stamina, use Intelligence.))
Tansy: 9,4,4,4,
Michelle Morgan: 7,1,5,10,3,
Michelle Morgan: "All right, Ace. You and Bella
be careful, all right? I'll talk to you later...I've got to call Andromeda, see if she can
help." She hangs up, then looks over as she senses motion. She smiles a little at
Tansy. "Hey, baby. You ready?"
Tansy: Her eyes get wide as she recognizes Andromeda's name. Another
lick of her lips. "Ymmm not yet." she says with a smile, and dissapears back
into the bathroom. Realizing that the tub is filling fast she moves over and turns off the
water.
Michelle Morgan: She turns back to the phone,
dialing another number. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon..." She sighs. "Andromeda,
it's Naomi. We've got a problem...call me back as soon as you can, I need to have Tansy
come stay with you for a while. I'm at the Country Inn, phone number 323-456-7890, room
193. Please, call me...it's really important. Bye."
Michelle Morgan: ((Per+Awareness))
Tansy: She stands there looking at the water in the tyb as she
thinks. My mopm knew Andromeda....who's Griffen or Ace...or Bella? Who is he?
Tansy: 7,9,9,6,
Michelle Morgan: Tansy hears a gasp of fear and
panic from the room, just as she feels something. It's incredibly Dynamic, and dizzying in
the head-rush she gets under the feeling's almost primal anger.
Tansy: She puts a hand to her head as she get's the head rush. She
heads for the door agains to look out.
Michelle Morgan: As she looks out, she sees Michelle
standing in the middle of the room, stripped naked, her clothes tossed on the bed as she
faces the door, crouched into a power position. In her hand is an athame, and Tansy can
very light see scars all over the woman's body and arms. She's adding to them, as she
carves into her arm, saying something in a lilting language. ((Another Per+Aware))
Tansy: 5,3,6,4,
Michelle Morgan: A surge of magic flows from
Michelle, toward Tansy, and the Orphan feels it surround her. Moments later, the door is
thrown open, and a man walks in. He appears to be a man fast approaching his forties, and
they've been forty very active years. His face and hands are tan and lined from time spent
outdoors, and he is in excellent shape. His dark hair is cut short and has gone silver at
the temples. His clothing and general demeanor project a sense of simplicity and utility.
His expression is one of a furious triumph, and he looks at the quite obviously terrified
Michelle with a malicious glee.
Tansy: She stares at her mother not even blinking. She should hide,
but she continues to stare. when the man walks in she stops breathing, holding her breath.
Michelle Morgan: "Good evening, Naomi,"
the man purrs, stepping into the room and shutting the door behind him. As he turns to
lock the door, Michelle takes the opportunity to look over her shoulder, as if she's
looking to the window for an escape route. Her eyes lock on Tansy's for just a second, and
the young girl can pratically tangibly feel the sense of despair and fear, even as
Michelle smiles in a comforting look and mouths Hide.
Tansy: She darts another look to the man before going to the only
place she can hide, under the sink.
Michelle Morgan: Michelle looks back to the man,
athame held like the dagger it is out in front of her. "She's not here, Robert. And
you'll never...NEVER fucking find her.
Tansy: Robert, his name is Robert...she listens as she cowers
beneath the sink in the cabnet.
Robert: He chuckles a
little...it's an entirely unpleasant sound. "Now, Naomi. That's not fair at all.
Where did you send her, hmm? Not to Sonja's...I checked there earlier. She wouldn't tell
me where you were without a little persuasion." He says the word like an
exclamation purred during sex.
Michelle Morgan: She blanches visibly, though
Sonja's fate doesn't seem to be news to her. "She's not yours. Not anymore. And she
never will be. You know there's nothing you can do to make me tell you." The ritual
dagger in her hand is held straight out toward him, and the grim determination of someone
who knows that she's doomed but fights against it because she must is resonating
throughout her posture and face.
Robert
: Rebert gives a slight nod, baleful eyes directed at Michelle. "I know, my dear. Don't worry...I won't ask again." He waves his hand, and in a surge of that wild, rage-fueled magic, Michelle screams as the skin of her chest is ripped open, as if by a scythe. Not deep enough to kill...just enough to cause agony.Robert
: ((Waves his hand in a cutting motion, rather))Tansy: The tears come free flowing down the little girls
cheeks.Stuffing the t-shirt into her mouth so she doesn't cry out or make a sound. Eyes
still tightly closed and still shaking like a leaf.
Michelle Morgan: As her hand is ripped away, she
gasps, and crumbles to the side, leaning against the bed. Her eyes threaten to roll back
up in her head, and her legs no longer support her, as she falls into a sitting position.
Robert: He walks over,
mostly ignoring the obvious searing pain he must be feeling as his skin melts somewhat
away, and leans down, picking up the athame. He grins at the gasping Michelle, who seems
to be near passing out. "Naomi. You should have known...never try to take what's mine
from me. And now, you have to pay the consequences."
Tansy: Her eyes fly open despite the muffling of the cabnet door.
she gasps, but as her t-shirt is stuffed into her mouth that as well is muffled. I am
his? THAT is my father?
Michelle Morgan: She spits blood at Robert, striking
his face, though without the magic behind it, it just strikes him harmlessly. "Fuck
you, Robert. Fuck. You." Her eyes screw shut, and she tenses, preparing for what she
knows is to come.
Robert: "Ahh,
profanity. You were always good at that." And then he proceeds to slowly carve away
at her, maintaining her life throughout. The carvings are various arcane symbols, and they
cover her body. Amazingly, she doesn't scream throughout the entire thing, blood loss
making her too weak to do more then whimper and cry.
Tansy: She wants to know what is going on but refuses to leae the
hiding place just in case. T-shirt still in her mouth with her hands pressed against her
mouth as well, eyes darting around in the darkness.
Michelle Morgan: She keeps her eyes everywhere but
the cabinet door, determined, in her death, to avoid revealing her beloved daughter's
location to this...monster. This thing.
Robert: We works
quickly and efficiently, and finally, after about five minutes, he senses her blood loss
to have her near the point of death. He rotates the dagger in his hand so that the point
is facing down, and looks at Michelle. "In Nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus
Sanctus. Amen. Confiteor Deo omnipotente, beatae Mariae semper Virgini, beato Michaeli
Archangelo, beato Joanni Baptistae, sanctis Apostolis Petro et Paulo, et omnibus Sanctis,
quia peccavi nimis cogitatione, verbo et opere: mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa."
And then he plunges the ritual blade directly into Michelle's chest, sliding through her
rib cage into her heart.
Tansy: She hears the sounds of his voice once again and shivers she
cannot help it, he creeps her out. Remaining silent and still, ever waiting.
Robert: The sounds go
dead at that point for a moment, until footsteps sound. He begins chanting again, in
Latin. ((Per+Aware again))
Tansy: 6,3,8,5,
Robert: Tansy feels
that wild, dizzying magic fly again, spreading throughout the corners of the room, as if
seeking her.
Tansy: And once agains she holds her breath as she waits trying to
stay as perfectly still as she can, and not making a sound. please let him leave
Robert: After several
frantic moments, the sensation fades. The sound of leather kicking flesh is heard.
"Pagan bitch." Footsteps away, and the the door opens, then slams shut.
Tansy: Mu< where are the cops? Why haven't they arrived? Didn't anyone hear her screams? she closes her eyes trying to clear her mind of thoughts.
Tansy: She waits a good 10 minutes still huddled in the darkness,
after the door slams shut just in case, before she creeps out slowely of the cabnet and
slowely moves out of the bathroom. Eyes widdening on the sight in front of her.
Michelle Morgan: She lies there, athame sticking out
of her chest, buried to the hilt. But for the missing hand, the scene is frighteningly
identical to the murder of Andromeda, so many years later. Her eyes, dead and cold stare
up at Tansy, as if asking for release.
Tansy: The tears fall from her eyes, and she is shaking once more.
"Oh goddess, michelle, oh goddess, I didn't mean, he has done it again, he is such a
monster." her words comming out in sobs, as she drops to her knees beside Michelle's
body. Despite the blood she burries her face in the woman's chest, crying her heart out.
Michelle Morgan: No reaction from the corpse. It's
dead, after all. Tansy finds her five-year-old body's pants becoming wet with blood.
Michelle Morgan: She does have that damn dagger to
contend with, as both are vying for closeness to Michelle's chest.
Tansy: After wearing herself out cryig she cannot do anything for
Michelle byt she needs to leave she move back to the bathroom stripping and cleaning
herself up. New clothes after the bath. She takes what she can she needs to get to
Andromeda....yes Andromeda, she knows where she is at...hopefully.
Michelle Morgan: ((Roll me an Int+Occult))
Tansy: 1,4,6,6,
Michelle Morgan: Tansy realizes, after a long
moment, that she is in her own mind, not back in time. She can't change anything, and at
this age, Tansy had not met Andromeda.
Tansy: 9,6,3,2,
Michelle Morgan -> Tansy: Tansy figures this will
probabky last until she completes everything that she did as a child...i.e. until she
reaches the end of her memory block.
Tansy: She heads out the door, shutting it behind her. She remembers
the bus bench. And heads off sticking to the shadows to get there. And once there curling
up beneath it, shivering.
Michelle Morgan: Slowly, the events of the night and
pure exhaustion take over, and Tansy finds herself slipping slowly into the comforting
blackness of unconsciousness.
Tansy: Her eyes flutter closed, letting unconsiousness take her.
Michelle Morgan: Tansy's eyes snap open...she's
curled up on one of the couches in Michelle's apartment. Quaffle's face stares at her,
concern bleeding through his eyes. Michelle is leaning against the other couch, eyes shut,
unconscious and breathing shallowly.
Quaffle
: "Tansy?" He tilts his head, looking at her. "Are you quite alright?"Tansy: Taking short breaths so that she doesn't throw up. "She
looked like that....this is how she lay in what I remember.. She needs medical help or
help I dunno....I dunno." she feels as helpless as she did back in that memory.
Tansy: "Jody...she says going for her phone and thinking she
asks information for the number to the Concerto club. Once she has the number her shaking
hands dial and wait for a responce.
Quaffle: "You need
someone who can stabilize her body," he offers. "Someone skilled in first
aid."
Tansy: ((*Pishes my post below yours*))
Quaffle -> Tansy: "Concerto
Club. How can I help you?" It's Jody's voice, in all it's usual calm, polite glory.
Tansy: "Oh Goddess Jody that God it's you...I need
help....Michelle....she is in shock....No one else is around...." and yes she is
crying.
Tansy: ((Thank God))
Quaffle -> Tansy: "Tansy?"
Instantly from calm and polite to calm, polite, and concerned. "What's happened?
Where are you?"
Tansy: "Yes it's me....we were unlocking my memories....and
when I woke up she was laying here like the others and she doesn't look good....we are at
Michelle's. "Rattles off the address and appartment number. "
Tansy: Yeah like she is going to really get a straight answer from
Tansy at this point.
Quaffle -> Tansy: "I
will be there shortly. Get her covered in a blanket, keep her warm. I'll be there
soon."
Quaffle: He watches,
concerned, eyes on Michelle. She really is a nice enough human...as humans go, that is.
Would be a shame if she died.
-> Quaffle: ((I guess now would be a
better time for a call *G*))
Tansy: She nods and realizes that she is speaking into a phone.
"Okay, thank you." she hangs up the phone and stands up. "Blankets.."
she grabs the blanket off the back of the couch and covers Michelle up with it tucking it
around the woman. With a hand to her mouth she runs for the bathroom, throwing up several
times. before comming back out and keeping a close eye on Michelle.
Quaffle: ((That depends
on who you are, lurker. *G*))
Troo -> Quaffle: ((Me *G*))
Troo -> Quaffle: ((But if Jody's a
healer, all's good))
Quaffle -> Troo: ((She
can treat shock, at least. No life magic, but Medicine, so...))
Tansy: ((*waves at the Troo*S*))
Jody Yu: About fifteen minutes later, the buzzer
sounds.
Tansy: She runs for the buzzer/phone contraption. "Jody?"
she asks hand poised to let her in.
Jody Yu: ((Or the buzzer phone rings. :P))
Jody Yu: "Yes, Tansy."
Tansy: Pushes the button to bus Jody in as she tells her what floor
and that the door is open.
Jody Yu: And a few minutes later, she knocks on the
door.
Tansy: She moves back to Michelle's side. Not much else she can do
right?
Troo: Meanwhile, Michelle's phone ringeth.
Jody Yu -> Troo: ((Concerto has pretty extensive
first aid equipment, I assume?))
Tansy: She blinks her eyes hearing Michelles phone and a glance goes
from Michelle to her phone before she answers it "Hello?"
Troo -> Jody Yu: ((Damn right it does *G*))
Tansy: She closes her eyes tightly. "Uh no she isn't." her
voice sounding a bit off in a mixture of worry and anxiety.
Jody Yu: She moves into the apartment with one of those
large, EMT-style first aid kits, quickly surveying the situation. She moves to Michelle
without a word to Tansy, checking her vitals.
Quaffle
: He curls back up on the couch, watching the scene unfold and yawning.Tansy: "Ummm...Jody is here...."As if that answers the
question. she hopes everything is going to be okay or else Sam will kill her.
: ((Yes. Sam would indeed kill her *nods*))
Tansy: She closes her eyes once more trying to held back the tears
once again. "Cause I called her here."
Tansy: ((*Snickers* yeah I know))
Jody Yu: She quickly sets to work on stabilizing her
the rest of the way. ((Dex+Med))
Jody Yu: 2,9,10,5,
Tansy: And she tells him where they are at, Michelle's place and apartment number. As she let's the tears fall. Tonight has just been a baaaaaaad night.
Faris: And as Jody works on stabilising Michelle, a
few minutes after Tansy's phone call, a couple of butterflies come sneaking in through the
window.
Jody Yu: All that done, she sits back, sighing. "I
believe she will be all right now."
Tansy: And with her hands shaking once more she hangs up the phone
and colapses putting her hands to her face and sobbing as if Michelle had died, cause
after all she did see it as her.
Jody Yu: She looks to Tansy, and stands, moving to her.
"Tansy...please. Calm down. She will be alright, I believe."
Quaffle: Excitement
done, Quaffle lays his head down and drifts off to sleep. Humans...
Faris: The butterflies flutter around the room,
eventually settling on Michelle.
Tansy: She sobbs out. "He did it....monster....didn't have a
chance.....my babies...." yeah like she really makes sence.
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: Faris reaches into
Michelle's unconscious mind, murmuring "Michelle..."
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ~TP~ "Who is
this?" Her voice sounds small, highly shaken.
Jody Yu: "Who did what, Tansy? Babies?"
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~
"Karlos."
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ~TP~
"Karlos..." The name draws faint recognition from her heavily withdrawn mind.
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~ "The sexy
one." S/he chuckles gently.
Tansy: "He did...trying to protect....didn't work.....She was
just helping."
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ~TP~ "What do you
want?" Perhaps not surprisingly, she doesn't seem to be in a good humored mood,
rather she her mind seems to be in as much a state of shock as her body was.
Jody Yu: "Tansy...who?" She remains calm with
the frantic woman, putting a calming hand on her shoulder.
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: He doesn't seem to
react badly to her tone. ~TP~ "I want to save your life. But you have to tell me
something..." He hesitates, then murmurs "I need to know how strong your love
is, Michelle. Love is easy to die for. Anyone can do that. Are you willing to live
for it?"
Faris: The butterflies seem quite settled on
Michelle, resting serenely on her hands.
Tansy: Jody can feel Tansy shaking slightly"Robert..herd her
screams....he did it....."
Tansy: ((heard))
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ~TP~ "My
love...?" Her thoughts turn toward Sam, and warmth spreads. "Samantha. She needs
me. I need her, too."
Jody Yu: "Who is Robert, Tansy?" She catches
the other's gaze, remaining calm, trying to help grant Tansy stability.
Tansy: She shakes her head slightly. "He cannot....called me
his....I am not...."
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~ "Are you
willing to live for your love? No matter what pain it will bring?"
Jody Yu: "Shhh, Tansy." She takes the girl's
hand, leading her over toward the couch. She glances at the butterflies and raises an
eyebrow, but shows no other reaction.
Tansy: She knows she needs to calm down, not for herself but for her
unborn children. she takes a few shuddering breaths as she tries to calm down. As she is
led to the couch.
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ~TP~ "Of
course." She becomes a little less withdrawn, more there. "I would do anything
for her. I need to come back." She seems to be realizing that in fact, she is not
already dead.
Jody Yu: She gently pulls Tansy down to the couch,
sitting with her. "Now. Tell me who Robert is."
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~ "Not for her,
Michelle. For love itself. For life. Take my hand."
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: ((Spending 1wp))
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: 10,8,1,
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: He wakes Rose and does
two things. 1) He offers to take a measure of Michelle's injuries. 2) He
"plants" Rose in Michelle. I believe this requires a WP roll against diff 8 from
Michelle to accept Rose's "planting", as the pain is phenomenal, like she has to
grip the thorns with all her life to hold onto true love *G*
Tansy: She continues to try and calm her breathing and her emotions.
"I....I think...he's me father." she takes another few shaky breaths trying to
speak a but clearer, as jumbled as her thoughts were racing. "He....he killed my
mother looking for me. As well as others...many others." she swallows. "Michelle
helped me tonight to unlock what I had missing of that night of my mothers murder.....and
she ended up laying there just as I left her in my memory."
Michelle Morgan: 5,7,4,4,1,4,
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ((Umm...whoopsie.))
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: As for injuries...her
"injuries" are entirely mental...she's physically uninjured. What she's
suffering from is the mental shock of being killed inside Tansy's memory, and because
Tansy didn't know to remove the dagger from the body of the woman she was playing, she was
stuck there, 'dead' for a good fifteen to twenty minutes.
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: ((Michelle sucks
*lol*))
Jody Yu: She frowns a little. "So, then, this
Robert person...none of this happened in the here and now. It was all from your
memories."
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ((It actually kinda
makes sense, she's got a Dead Passion of Grief. It actually kinda makes sense that with
what she just went through, her will wouldn't be all that strong... *G*))
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: ((*nods* So, she's in
terrific pain and anguish, feeling plenty of lost love and lost opportunities, like
everyone in the world she ever loved just died))
Tansy: She thinks. "Qyaffle saw what happened here.....I asked
him he said that at one point she just threw herself at the couch and ended up where she
is, and then I crawled up on the other couch...then I was awake. We were just trying to
unlock my memories.....But it looked like Michelle.." she shakes her head. "It
was my moma, but she looked like Michelle.......She also was one of us."
Michelle Morgan: A gasp comes from her, and a low,
keening moan...though she doesn't regain consciousness.
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: She recoils instantly,
withdrawing heavily into her mind as crushing grief surrounds her like an avalanche.
Tansy: She quickly glances to Michelle her heart beating faster her
eyes wide eyed. Tentavly. "Michelle?" then she see's the butterflies.
"Butterflies?"
Faris: Butterflies come streaming in through the
window. Tens... Hundreds... All varied, all a myriad of rainbow colours, bright hues.
Jody Yu: She opens her mouth, then looks over at
Michelle, blinking, concern flooding her face. "Don't worry about the butterflies,
Tansy," she murmurs.
Faris -> Michelle Morgan: Well, fuck. He's
starting to think nobody else can bear this burden. What IS it with people? He reaches for
her as she withdraws. ~TP~ "Michelle. Michelle! It's all right! It's all
right..."
Tansy: Her eyes get wide at the ammount of the butterflies comming
into the apartment she hears Jody but continues to watch.
Faris: They gather around Michelle, hovering over
her, slowly taking shape.
Jody Yu: At least, she hopes it will be okay. She
remains calm, watching the butterflies swarm in.
Michelle Morgan -> Faris: ~TP~ "no...
no..." Her mental self cowers, trying to hide itself away from all the anguish. Too
much... Images of her parents, Samantha, her mentor, Arlett, so many more... all gone...
Faris: They start landing on one-another, defying
gravity as the colour pales from their wings, taking a distinctly human shape.
Karlos Basoalto: He has Michelle's hand in his own, and
is gazing down at her, both concerned and resigned.
Tansy: She continues to watch almost not wanting to move or breath
except not in horror like she did earlier tonight, but in swe, her mouth opens staring in
facination managing to wispers. "What......?"
Karlos Basoalto -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~
"Michelle! Listen to me! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I thought you would be strong
enough."
Jody Yu: She smiles a little as she sees Karlos, though
her smile is quite muted by the expression on his face.
Michelle Morgan -> Karlos Basoalto: ~TP~
"Too much... the grief... not again..." There's a sense of refusal, like she's
trying to deny what she's felt. It didn't happen. She's well. Be well, Michelle. Be well.
Tansy: She blinks seeing Karlos there instead of the Butterflies.
Somewhat unsure that she is seeing things correctly, she actually pinches herself...yep
that hurt and she was still seeing what she was seeing.
Karlos Basoalto -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~
"That's it. Come on. Come on, Michelle. You're doing fine, girl. Just fine."
Michelle Morgan: 3,2,7,7,8,2,
Michelle Morgan -> Karlos Basoalto: Slowly, she
starts to come back, realizing she's not alone in her mind once again. ~TP~
"...Karlos? What...happened?" She's quite shaky still, but hey, it's an
improvement. "What...was that?"
Jody Yu: She puts a hand on Tansy's shoulder, rubbing
it lightly as she watches Karlos and Michelle.
Karlos Basoalto -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~ "There
you are," he says softly. "I'm sorry. I thought... you could cope."
Tansy: She looks over to Jody, as she touchges her shoulder and
takes a shuddering deep breath looking back to Karlos and Michelle.
Karlos Basoalto: His worry smoothes out a little,
becoming gradually replaced with relief, but still that resignation in his eyes.
Michelle Morgan -> Karlos Basoalto: ~TP~
"I'm...sorry I couldn't." There is a definite sense of deep disappointment, as
if, while she doesn't recognize quite what happened, she knows that she failed to do what
she's trying to get so many others to do.
Karlos Basoalto -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~ "It's
okay." His voice is quiet, reassuring. "You're okay. That's what's
important."
Jody Yu: She continues the soothing, supporting touch
to Tansy's shoulder, relaxing a little herself as relief shows. She was tenser then she
realized.
Michelle Morgan -> Karlos Basoalto: ~TP~ "I
have a lot to do. I should...come back. Wake up. Get to work."
Tansy: She slowely let's Jody's rubbing of her shoulder relax her as
she nibles on her lip she doesn't know if saying anything at this point would be wise or
not.
Karlos Basoalto -> Michelle Morgan: ~TP~ "Yeah.
Stop lazing around..." The voice is now gently teasing.
Michelle Morgan -> Karlos Basoalto: ~TP~
"Yeah. Quite the burnout slacker, I am." The voice doesn't have the conviction
of humor behind it, but the words are there, at least. Her mind starts to become more
aware, as she starts to awaken.
Michelle Morgan: She stirs slightly, a quiet moan coming to her lips as her eylids flutter slightly open.
Tansy: And she breaths a sighs of relief an appologetic look comming
to her face as she looks to Michelle.
Karlos Basoalto: He smiles gently and leans in, kissing
Michelle tenderly on the lips.
Jody Yu: Her smile widens, and she nods a little,
looking gratefully to Karlos.
Michelle Morgan: Her eyes slowly focus on Karlos,
and she smiles the tiniest bit. "You just came to get that kiss I turned you down on
before, didn't you?"
Tansy: The slightest of a half laugh as she swallows and closes her
eyes still looking apologetic. She was going to be okay.
Karlos Basoalto: He grins softly. "Sure."
Michelle Morgan: Her lips purse, and she covers her
mouth with her hand, eyes squeezing shut for a moment. "Thank you." It comes out
barely above a whisper.
Karlos Basoalto: He nods a little, brushing hair from
her forehead with his fingertips. "I'm sorry."
Jody Yu: She's quiet, remaining on the sidelines. Not a
time for her to get involved.
Michelle Morgan: Her head shakes, and she opens
bleary eyes to look at him. "My failing. Not yours."
Tansy: Hearing Karlos' sorry to Michelle she turns her head to the
side a hand comming up to her forhead. "No.....I am sorry...."her other arm
curling around her waist.
Michelle Morgan: She looks over to Tansy, giving a
broken sigh. "Tansy? You okay, hon?" Despite her own pain, she looks to the
other's welfare first...she just died in the mindscape. Tansy went through much worse.
Karlos Basoalto: "Maybe some day, eh?" He
nods to her and rises smoothly to his feet, offering Michelle his hand.
Michelle Morgan: "Maybe." She nods and
takes the offered hand, getting shakily to her feet.
Michelle Morgan: Her eyes remain on Tansy, though.
Tansy: She rubs the hand on her forhead down her face. Closing her
eyes momentarily as she does so. She nods slightly. "I....I am sorry." sounding
so appologetic. "I didn't know....I should never have asked you....I didn't know you
would be hurt." she takes a sniffling breath.
Karlos Basoalto: He steps away quietly, moving to stand
beside Jody.
Jody Yu: A supportive smile is offered to Michelle, as
she continues to rub Tansy's shoulder.
Michelle Morgan: "Not your fault, Tansy."
She shakes her head, moving to sit next to the girl. "I knew the risks of what I was
doing."
Jody Yu: As Michelle moves to sit, she vacates the seat
for her, standing and stepping away, though she stays next to Karlos.
Tansy: She looks to Michelle. "Did....didcha see everything I
did? Do you know...." she swallows not really want to think about it much more.
Karlos Basoalto: His gaze is distant, like his
attention is elsewhere.
Karlos Basoalto: He casts Jody an "I think it's
time we left" look, although he doesn't focus on her directly.
Michelle Morgan: She nods, taking a shaky breath.
"I saw, yeah. I'm sorry that you went through that, Tansy."
Jody Yu: She nods to Karlos, packing up the first aid
kit and nodding to the two women on the couch. "Good day, Tansy. Michelle."
Tansy: She looks away tothe floor. "I....I still don't know
why, exactally." she looks back to Michelle. "Why he is doing what he is."
She shakes her head it was still as if she was seeing things in a movie despite being a
main player.
Tansy: She looks over to Jody and then to Karlos. "Thank you
both."
Michelle Morgan: She looks to Jody and Karlos,
giving a faint smile. "Thank you, both of you."
Karlos Basoalto: He frowns, but closes his eyes. Much
as he'd like to stay and help, that wouldn't be a Neutral action. It's one thing
responding to a request for help. It's another to get involved.
Karlos Basoalto: His eyes flit open again. "You're
welcome." He smiles faintly, then his skin seems to develop crazing as tiny cracks
race along it.
Michelle Morgan: "I don't know, Tansy. I
just..." She shakes her head. "I don't know."
Tansy: She smilesx slight to him then her eyes widden and she blinks
several times.
Jody Yu: "You are most welcome." She smiles
to them both, and heads to the door, slipping out.
Karlos Basoalto: The cracks slip along his clothes,
too, harder to notice in the blackness. Then they widen, revealing blackness within,
before the colours appear.
Faris: Then, just like that, there's no Karlos, but
instead a thousand butterflies, all streaming toward the window.
Jody Yu: She heads back down the stairs after shutting
the door, heading back to the Concerto.
Michelle Morgan: She watches Karlos become
butterflies. Whoa. The windows are never going fully shut again, just in case.
Tansy: She nods her head still watching Karlos/ the butterflies. She
waits until they have left before asking. "She was a mage as well, She knew
Andromeda.....and " she closes her eyes "Griffen or Ace and another person. They
were helping her, and some if not all...died in hiding me." she sounds saddened by
this.
Michelle Morgan: "Ummm...." She looks away
from the window, to Tansy. "I heard. Unfortunately, I didn't get what your mother was
thinking...it was all yours. I don't know who they were, or who exactly Robert was. Though
I have a suspicion." Her lip curls a little.
Faris: And, eventually, they all escape.
Tansy: She licks her lips still looking to the floor. "If the
Andromeda my mother was speaking of is the same woman I met in Reno....she was something
of a Mentor to me, and died the day I came to New York.....she is the one who left me a
note telling me to come here." a slight shake of her head. "I dunno the
others..." she takes a seep breath. "I believe he was my father..."
Michelle Morgan: She sighs. "Possible. It could
have been something else, though. Be right back." She stands up and heads into the
second bedroom for a moment, then returns with a joint lit up.
Tansy: She frowns and looks up watching Michelle walk to the other
room and then come back still frowning. "What else? Who else?"
Michelle Morgan: "I don't know. A prospective
mentor, perhaps? An uncle, a lover from a former life?" She shrugs. "There's any
number of possibllities when we Awakened are involved, Tansy." She takes a seat on
the floor after grabbing the ashtray.
Tansy: The frown slowely moves from her face as she nibbles on her
lip and nods her head. "Yeah I guess you are right..." she falls silent.
"He...made it out like I was his possession..." she closes her eyes a moment.
Michelle Morgan: "Well, you're not, and we both
know that. And he's not here. So you're okay." She smiles, though it's quite muted,
then sighs. "Tansy... I'm sorry, but I'm...a little tired. Can I give you a ride
home?"
Tansy: She nods her head andlooks to Michelle a slight smile on her
lips. "Thank you Michelle, for everything." another nod of her head. "If
you wouldn't mind, that prolly would be good."
Michelle Morgan: ((And ftb there...))