✖ anxiety attack: 009 ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[A. Streets]

[Walking home from the hospital, Mika moves slowly, finding things to rest against in her halting trip. Her head is bandaged and her limbs tremble from the strain. The weakness in her bad leg seems to have gotten much worse. Strange spidery blotches mark her legs, and her feet seem to be bandaged as well from what can be seen around her shoes.]

[B. 339 Brady Lane]

[When Mika pushes open the door, her voice is hushed as she calls out to her housemates.]

Quinn? Raz? Are you guys home?

[She will all but collapse onto the couch, curling up defensively.]

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[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Cain.

[She actually shifts to rub her cheek against the top of his head.]

[kinship]

[He manages to give her a small smile, keeping her calm as he walked her slowly home.]

Do you know anybody here who might be able to help?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Anders, I think? I don't know. I don't even know if he's still around.

[She doesn't even know how to pay people back for this kind of thing. What do you even do in these situations.]

[kinship]

Okay, now try not to talk, just keep going.

[They'll get there soon.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[She's more than happy to, she has a hard enough time making out what he's saying.]

[kinship]

[He takes her right home, waiting for her to open the door and help her onto the couch.]

Do you have a family here who could help?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Family? [She frowns, fumbling for her keys.]

You mean like people who aren't drones that live with me?

[kinship]

Mm. That's right, the people who live with you.

[She doesn't get on with them?]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

There's Quinn and Raz, I guess. Raz'll probably still be at school, no idea what Quinn's doing.

Might be in the garage again. Dunno.

[She gets along well enough with them. Raz is a good kid, and Quinn's a decent guy when she isn't accidentally terrifying him just by existing.]

[kinship]

Just lay back here on the couch, I'll try and find him.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

All right.

[Once on the couch it is going to be difficult to move her, she is going to curl up and stay there unless prompted by a need for food or something equally emergent.]

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[Raz heard someone come in. He's not expecting anything out of the ordinary so imagine his surprise when he finds Mika on the couch.]

Whoa! What happened!?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Just got out of the hospital.

[She huffs, wincing a little. She couldn't understand what he said, but she's guessing.]

I'm deaf right now, so you're probably going to need to get a piece of paper and a pencil.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

Wha- I- okay, hold on!

[He runs out of the room and returns a minute later with paper and pencil in hand. He scribbles a quick note:]

Are you sure you don't need to go BACK to the hospital?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Can't.

[She shakes her head slowly.]

Been there since early last month. What else can they do for me? I was struck by lightning, there's not much that 1950s medical science can help with that.

A.

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[Nina nearly panics before she runs over to the other woman.]

Mika! What happened to you?

A.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

What?

[She squints, turning towards the flash of movement. Her tone of voice indicating she can't hear what she's saying by how she's almost shouting.]

A

[ooeeooahah]

[ Walking down Brady, Ilsa sensed the pain first, before seeing her. ]

Oh, crud!

[ she runs to close the distance, but slows within a few yards of Mika, and stops outside arm's reach. ]

What do you need?

A.

[coolbowtie.livejournal.com]

[And the Doctor is coming to put a hand on her shoulder, steadying her.]

Blimey, you don't look so well.

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

ALRIGHT THEN!

[And off they go.

Just speeding at ludicrous, breakneck speeds. Haruko certainly doesn't seem to be bothered by it. This is how she drives most of the time.]

HARUKO HARUHARU! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

A

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

[Crowley doesn't look like himself. Actually, he looks rather like a woman. A very attractive woman, no less. But he's still driving his Bentley and he's still wearing his sunglasses when he pulls up beside Mika.]

Mika? Get in. I'll drive you where you need to go.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[/SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--

Mika has a deathgrip on Haruko, hoping that she won't somehow end up flying off the back of the scooter.]

MIKA WHITEPAWS! NICE TO MEET YOU?!

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

What?

[Mika turns toward the movement, squinting and talking in a way that suggests she actually can't hear herself, and is compensating by being particularly loud.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Mika starts, nearly with a scream as she flinches away from the touch before she recognizes the Doctor.

Just in time to save him from a swift bludgeoning, if the way she's brandishing her cane is any clue.]

Sorry, you scared me for a moment there.

[She's almost shouting, like she can't hear herself.]

A

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[She squints, nearly shouting even though it isn't necessary.]

Who the hell are you and what are you doing in Crowley's car?