✖ thirty-third trauma//infestation - Video ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[Dear Jigoku, guess what you get today.

A shrill, piercing, loud enough to wake the dead in twenty different levels of Hell scream as Mika practically leaps out of her skin.]

GET THEM OFF ME!

[The screaming will continue until the flea situation improves. Mika does not want the flea bath or the alternative.

Shaving.

Please do her a favor and put her out of her misery.]




((ooc: come on, you knew you all were overdue for a Mika freakout.))

Comments

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Why, because you vaguely look like a chocobo, perhaps?

[She smiles a little, shaking her head.]

Don't worry about it, kid.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

[You get an almost automatic glare for that.]

I do not look like a-

... wait... but you're not from my world... [blink.] Are you?

[Oh lord, maybe she's another one of those Shin-Ra experiments.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

No, you're much cuter, I promise. And probably don't smell nearly as bad.

[She snorts, shaking her head.]

Maybe you should ask Zack or Angeal about it? And no, I'm not a Shin-Ra escapee, if that's what you're thinking.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

.... [yeah he really doesn't know how to take that comment. Either way, even the poor quality of the feed shows the interesting shade of red his cheeks have gone]

... Uh... thanks... I think...

[He leans back in his hair and sighs gently.]

What, are you a mind-reader too? Anyway, it's probably best I leave those two alone.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Her gaze is hooded for a moment as her expression turns unreadable.]

You could say that, but not quite.

[With a toss of her head, she rummages with something.]

I'd suggest you spend as much time with them as you can while you're here. Might not get the chance when you all go home.

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[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

... what the hell is that supposed to mean?

[Given what just happened to him, paranoia has him jumping to conclusions, but he probably isn't that far off. His demeanor completely changes, that blush pales very quickly.]

What do you know?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Calm down.

[She frowns, glaring a little at Cloud.]

Angeal's been here longer than I have, I've heard some stories. [She's not telling him anything that hasn't happened yet.]

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

[He just returns the glare suspiciously for a little while, then drops it, running a hand through his hair.]

... Just, whatever you know. Don't tell Zack anything.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Do I look stupid to you?

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

I don't know!

[He snaps suddenly, then just shakes his head, flopping back with a defeated look]

... they're from a different time than me. If that makes any sense.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Trust me, I know. And it does make sense.

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[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

[For a little while he merely sits there, studying your picture on the feed, mind working in overdrive.]

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

I don't know how you have all this information, But...

[he swallows shakily.]

... there's something I need to know.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Are you really sure you want to ask? Think about it. You might not get the answer you want to hear, and you can't change what's already happened back home.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

It's a yes or no question. And if you're so knowledgeable about all this...

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[She waits, crossing her arms over her chest.]

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

... is he dead?

[He says the 'he' as though talking of the scum of the earth, of course, referring to Sephiroth. The silent rage and worry rolling off him is intense.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Oh, there were so many different ways to put this, but he did say yes or no.]

Yes. [But she's not saying how long it'll take for that to happen.]

OH YOU SLY MINX. <3

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

[His whole figure relaxes and sags back against the chair, like his whole universe was holding it's breath waiting for that answer.]

... thank God.

SHE ONLY DOES IT BECAUSE SHE CARES. sort of.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Now she feels like an ass. She'll pray for forgiveness when he's not looking, and hope he doesn't remember this conversation at all when he gets dumped back on Gaia. Lord have mercy, she felt like a horrible person that ran over puppies with a steamroller.]

at least we avoided an 'omg brb angsting FOREVER' moment? :)

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

[It takes him a little while to realise he's still sitting there feeling relieved and the feed is still on.]

...I didn't get your name, before.

Yes. Which....makes her own self-condemnation a little worth it

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Mika Whitepaws.

Now all we have to do is hope a post-Nibelheim Sephiroth doesn't apply here :D

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

Oh... You're the Mika that Medusa told me about.

[He gives her a small smile, somewhat weak and apologetic, but a smile nonetheless.] Sorry for.... you know.

Mika would cry forever.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's me. Deuce is my roommate.

It's fine.