✖ thirty-seventh trauma//timewarp - Accidental Video ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[The phone is knocked to the floor and bounces, giving everyone a skewed view of someone bolting upright in bed, breathing heavily and looking around in a panic. A huff of disbelief escapes them, and they swing their legs over the side of the bed. The huff turns to a low chuckle, which slowly changes to derisive and almost hysterical laughter.]

I knew it. I knew it! [The hysteria is obvious in the voice, the woman bending over enough for the camera to pick up her face, one hand covering her eyes and her lips pulled back in a grimace that was almost a little too unhinged. Thick pale hair frames her face, her ears flattened against her scalp as the rest of her long brown hair is pulled to the side in a braid. The laughter peters off into tears before Mika has a chance to control herself, swiping her face with her hand. She's lost weight, a lot of weight, as her skinny jeans are loose on her and the belt she wore all the time is as tight as it can get and still hangs low on her hips.

She bends down to scoop up her phone, glancing around to regain her bearings before heading out.]

Deuce? Rubi? Dante?

Anybody still here or am I the last person left in this dump now?

[If the fading and the length of Mika's hair is anything to go by, it's been a long, long time since she's been in the apartments, and she doesn't seem too thrilled to be back.]

Please tell me I'm not stuck here by myself, or I think I'm going to jump off the roof.

((ooc: Ziri fail is fail, can I backdate this to Monday night/Tuesday morning? *did not expect to be so tired* :<c))

Comments

[whiskeykillshot.livejournal.com]

Mika...

What the hell happened to you?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

The short version? A year of being treated like I'd completely lost my mind and a death in the family.

How long's it been while I was gone?

[whiskeykillshot.livejournal.com]

_{I know that feeling, kid.} But it's good to see you back in one piece.

A few days. I spent the week tearing the mall apart looking for you.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Only a week? Jesus... Well, I'm in one piece from the neck down, and I'm pretty sure everything's accounted for.

Sorry to make everyone worry.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

Are you okay? People have been looking for you. What... happened?

[Away from his usual tone, he sounds quite worried, frowning in concern into the screen.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Considering it's been a year? Do you want the long version or the short version?

[It sounds like her year away from the apartments has ratcheted up her sarcastic tone, possibly out of defense.]

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

... Don't talk about it if you don't want to. Do you need someone there?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Dunno. Let's see if I still have a roommate and I'll get back to you on that.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

Meduca's still here. She was worried about you - you haven't been gone a year.... closer to a week I think.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

She's going to rip me a new one, watch.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

You sound almost happy about that.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Not really, I'm kinda tired of people yelling at me for things I have no control over actually.

But what can you do?

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

Well.... uhm.... [He looks away, feeling a little awkward about this. She's got people she's close with, he knows, but-]

If you need to crash somewhere else, if things get bad... yeah. Or, Shiki's apartment is empty now, too, and well-taped.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Shiki...? [She stops, searching as if trying to remember the name before looking sharply at her phone.] He's gone? When did that happen?

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

About a month ago, I think... [He shrugs.] He's probably back on his own world, with 'his Akira', so don't be worried. [There was almost an eyeroll, there. Freaking Shiki.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Well at least I don't have to worry about his ass getting killed because of something stupid.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

I doubt that could happen to him, anyway.

[He's back to studying you.] ... you... really don't look healthy.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Maybe, but it's hard to say. [She sighs, raking her fingers through the fluff of pale hair at her forehead.]

I don't really feel it either.

[werallsatisfied.livejournal.com]

Shit, Tough Cookie, you think it'd be that easy? [Like hell he's letting her take a swan dive off the apartments.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

You know, I can never keep track of anything anymore. Who knows. [She waves a hand dismissively, letting it fall back to her side.]

Sorry if I worried you guys at all. Can't really help these things, you know?

[werallsatisfied.livejournal.com]

No one's gonna blame you. If they do? Guess I can jus' go and have a few words with 'em.

[Mika goes through enough, damn it.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Deuce is going to skin me Dante, and you know it.

[She sighs.]

I swear this isn't my fault.

[kernelpanicking.livejournal.com]

Mika! Jesus! What side of the universe did you wake up on?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

The bad one. Got shipped back home for a year's "recovery" I guess.

[kernelpanicking.livejournal.com]

Doesn't sound like it. [Vigorous scrubbing at his face, it goes here.] Look-- it sucks but... just glad you didn't get zombified or something weird.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

No, not really. Everybody thought I was crazy, it was a blast. Only not really.

Somedays I feel like a zombie. Does that count?

[hiddensnake.livejournal.com]

[The door peeks open and...

A Wild Deuce Appears!]

Mika! I was so worried.

[And in an instant she's at the bedside.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Sorry about that. Heard it's only been a few days. [A hand slides under the collar of her shirt to scratch the back of her shoulder.]

[hiddensnake.livejournal.com]

It must have been something like what happened to me.

[Beware...clinghug in 3...2...1...now]

oh gosh how did I forget this tag? /begs forgiveness

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Only with me they were wondering if I should be medicated or not instead of euthanized.

[She hugs Deuce harder than she expected to, the usual fatty softness she'd once had having turned to sharp bony angles in some places. Mika's almost shaking.]

I don't know if I'm sorry to have left or if I'm sorry to be back.

The same way I did? we're both derps

[hiddensnake.livejournal.com]

[She's going to hold her friend, realizing that a lot had happened after Mika had left.]

It could be both.

fail derp is fail :<

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, probably.

[She's trying so hard not to cry, but she knows that if she starts she won't stop until much later.]