✖ 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.]

Comments

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

[If she can hear or sense anything, Mika might realize there's a Vespa headed her direction. For a moment, Haruko had seen the person, intended to bash her in the head with her guitar and run like always, then saw how bad off she was, then thought about doing it anyway, and finally just settled on actually checking up on the person and going from there on how much she would piss the person off.

Wow. This person? Really not looking well. She really shouldn't care, since just about everything that wasn't Haruko looked sickly and weak and inefficient in comparison to herself. But she couldn't help it. So she stops in front of Mika.]

Y'know, there's a hospital a few blocks away. Want a lift?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

What?

[Mika looks up, straining to hear something over the deafening sound of rushing wind that filled her head, squinting at Haruko's mouth in an attempt to read her lips. Wow, she should've learned how to do that years ago, this was harder than they made it seem.]

Hospital? No thanks. I just...I just came from there.

[She's using an odd tone of voice like she can't hear a thing she's saying, over enunciating and talking a little too loud for normal conversation.]

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

[Haruko figures that Mika can't hear her very well from her reaction. Clearly, this means Haruko should speak louder, to the point of screaming, to make things easier.]

AND THEY LET YOU OUT LIKE THAT?

SOME HOSPITAL!

YOU AT LEAST STEAL ONE OF THEIR BEDGOWNS?!

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF--!

Mika flinches a little, but yes, she did manage to make out what Haruko was saying.]

They can't see I'm not human! They're drones, and they don't have the technology to fix my problem.

No, but I swiped some pain killers and bandages, I work there anyway.

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

[Oh good that tone works! Welp, she knows how she'll sound throughout this conversation.]

YEAH? THAT SUCKS!

SEE THAT'S WHY I DON'T TRUST HUMAN DOCTORS IN GENERAL, YOU KNOW? THEY'VE GOT SUCH SIMPLE LITTLE BODIES THEY'RE PROBABLY GOING TO MESS UP ANYTHING MORE SOPHISTICATED!

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Sob she is going to want to die after this. Thank you Haruko, she never wanted to hear again anyway, obviously! She just has to make it through this talk without curling into a ball to protect her head.]

I know, right?

Well, it's not like I have many options here, you know?

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

YEAH GUESS NOT! YOU'D THINK SOMEONE HERE MIGHT KNOW ABOUT IT WITH ALL THE FREAKS IN TOWN BUT I GUESS NOT!

YOU WANT A RIDE HOME?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'd make a phone call to ask, but I wouldn't be able to hear anybody on the other end anyway, so what's the point?

That'd be great, you sure you don't mind?

((ooc: I now have the mental image of them standing there shouting at each other. derrrrrp))

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

YOU CAN WHEN YOU FEEL BETTER!

EH, I GOT NO WHERE TO GO BUT ANYWHERE! HOP ON!

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I'm deaf anyway, waiting might only make it worse! I might get someone to help me with it.

Thanks, I live on Brady Lane! You know where that is?

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

YEAH YEAH SURE I KNOW WHERE THAT IS!

BEEN UP AND DOWN THIS TIME A FEW DOZEN TIMES BY NOW. I CAN GET YOU THERE LIKE TEN MINUTES.

[Just revving the Vespa a little now.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Okay, thanks again!

[Mika might regret this but oh well, this is obviously better than having a seizure or fainting halfway there. She climbs on behind Haruko, tying her cane to her back with a small leash before she gets a hold on Haruko herself.]

Ready.

[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?

[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?!