Room 323 [Thursday, Evening]
Apr. 28th, 2011 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Peter was gone, and his side of the room was now bare and empty. Effy's mum, however, had landed, and supposedly was on the island. At least, there were several texts implying it and asking where she was. Effy hadn't bothered to go find her.
There were other things on her mind right now. That project she'd started weeks ago with the paper had grown over the last week or two. From little piles on her bed, the clippings had morphed to a mushrooming montage of darkness on the wall behind her bed. Somewhere in the back of her mind, perhaps she was aware this was best got out of her system before tomorrow when she would have to go outside.
The scissors she'd used to create all this were getting idly twirled as she surveyed her little work of art. It was when she was like this you began to wonder if leaving her unsupervised with sharps was really a good idea.
[[Again, door is closed, but should anyone want to disturb her they can. The usual warnings apply. Improvement is on the horizon, I promise.]]
There were other things on her mind right now. That project she'd started weeks ago with the paper had grown over the last week or two. From little piles on her bed, the clippings had morphed to a mushrooming montage of darkness on the wall behind her bed. Somewhere in the back of her mind, perhaps she was aware this was best got out of her system before tomorrow when she would have to go outside.
The scissors she'd used to create all this were getting idly twirled as she surveyed her little work of art. It was when she was like this you began to wonder if leaving her unsupervised with sharps was really a good idea.
[[Again, door is closed, but should anyone want to disturb her they can. The usual warnings apply. Improvement is on the horizon, I promise.]]
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Date: 2011-04-28 08:47 pm (UTC)[I apologize if I disappear randomly, there's a possibility of thunderstorms and I might have to jump off!]
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Date: 2011-04-28 09:00 pm (UTC)Somewhere in that single syllable, there might have been an implied 'the door's open' or 'come in', but it didn't quite make it to being vocalised. Maybe she assumed anyone who came by would catch the meaning.
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Date: 2011-04-28 09:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-28 09:08 pm (UTC)"Are you?" she continued after a second or two. It would seem not, since he was here asking her, but she was hardly at her most logical.
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Date: 2011-04-28 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-29 10:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-29 11:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-29 05:13 pm (UTC)Tonight, she wasn't internalizing for once. "If it's out, it's just out. Way, way out." He probably shouldn't expect to get a massive amount of sense out of her tonight.
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Date: 2011-04-29 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-29 11:04 pm (UTC)Bit of an oversimplification, wasn't it. Graduation. It probably played its part. Everything did. But walking across a stage wasn't exactly nightmare fuel. Not for her.
"... You asked once," she said finally. Some lucidity creeping back in as she glanced back over at him. "What they said. This is it." Or, a creepy fucking visualisation of it.
A grin widened her lips. "Tada."
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Date: 2011-04-29 11:27 pm (UTC)"This isn't really what I hoped for when I asked that," Alex said, stopping at the edge of her bed. "Not having a good night, are you?"
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Date: 2011-04-29 11:44 pm (UTC)"Right?" Maybe. Wasn't getting things out supposed to do that? Supposed to make things better. Therapists were full of that shit.
Of course, she thought they were full of shit in general. But it was worth a go.
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Date: 2011-04-29 11:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-30 10:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-30 11:11 am (UTC)[No worries! I'll be at work for a bit today so AFKish myself!]
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Date: 2011-04-30 08:55 pm (UTC)"Think you're up to it?" Even with so many voices spinning around in her head, she could still wind him up. "Tough work. Taken me fucking weeks."
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Date: 2011-04-30 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-30 11:47 pm (UTC)Maybe she had been thinking of him. At points. But today he seemed to be somewhere further down in the priorities, since as soon as the space was cleared she was on her knees looking at her pictures and tracing the edges with her fingers.
"S' not very nice." So at least she was conscious of that. "Endings. All dark and broken."
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Date: 2011-05-01 01:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-01 01:27 am (UTC)"They can fuck themselves." That wasn't somewhere she was going. Maybe thoughts slid that way, lingered on it, but no. "I'm not that scared."
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Date: 2011-05-01 01:53 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-05-01 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-01 12:57 pm (UTC)At least his concern, forced her to drop her hand and turn a little more attention on to him. Her smile probably wasn't especially reassuring, but it was something. "See?"
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Date: 2011-05-01 01:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-01 02:20 pm (UTC)Effy leaned a little closer, "I can't not listen."
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Date: 2011-05-01 02:31 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-05-01 07:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-01 08:10 pm (UTC)So yeah, she kind of had thrown him in there. Which wasn't fair. Putting it on him-- putting anything on him, was wrong. And yet...
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Date: 2011-05-01 08:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-01 08:36 pm (UTC)That'd never been his fault.
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Date: 2011-05-02 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-02 09:26 pm (UTC)Denial had been so much easier, than to admit it was too much now.
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Date: 2011-05-02 10:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-02 11:10 pm (UTC)"I--" she shook her head, trying to put the right words together and her voice dropped. "It's my shit." He didn't need any of it. "Thought I could handle them." Which clearly she couldn't, because it all came to this.
"I'm scared," she admitted, quieter still.
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Date: 2011-05-02 11:38 pm (UTC)"You should have told me," he said, trying to soothe her in anyway he could. "I'll handle it. I'll fucking listen to them instead of you. Let me listen."
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Date: 2011-05-03 06:23 pm (UTC)But that didn't stop her from curling herself up to him, finally letting go of the fucking scissors. "I don't want that." No need to let them get to anyone else, like they had her.
Making more sense, she may be, but still talking about them like real demons, not something in her head.
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Date: 2011-05-03 06:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-03 10:57 pm (UTC)They were something that needed fighting by more than just her, and she'd probably known it for a while, if not been willing to admit it. Not even really to herself.
Until then, she planned to fight them by hiding, balling up as tight as she could with her arms around him. For now, that would have to do.