122. Circumstances

[corrinesbell]

[To think it was just a regular day.

Sheena stumbles her way around from the back of house 18. One arm is braced against the outside wall of the house, the other useless. It's a slow, staggering kind of walk. When she runs out of house, she manages to move just a few more feet, into the road, before crashing to the ground again. Mercifully, her journal comes loose from where she had carried it at her waist, and ends up open, pages face down.

It's just out of her reach; her fingertips brush against it but she can't turn it over. Maybe having it open is enough]

I-I...need help. ...Please.

[[ooc: Follows almost immediately after this log, meaning it's Thursday up in here. The log is unfinished so far but we wanted to avoid some insane backdating/the chance that LJ murders itself again. So!]]

Comments

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

If you say so.

Probably not feeling any better, huh?

[corrinesbell]

I don't really feel anything right now.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Well, guess that's better than horrible agony.

[corrinesbell]

It hasn't been...'horrible' since I woke up here before. ...Think they might've given me something.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Could be. I'd hope so anyways.

[corrinesbell]

[you know she hates to be drugged. Even when it's saving her from serious pain.]

...Zelos, I let him sneak up on me. I should've known.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't start with me on that. If you start with the should'ves, I'll find more of whatever they gave you and give you more.

[corrinesbell]

He got to cast a spell before I noticed!

[you would totally be kicking yourself too]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Sheena.

[You're getting a stern face, dear.]

[corrinesbell]

I don't even know why he wanted a fight.

[at least, not entirely. Stop giving her that stern face.]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

It's Mithos. Kid's nuttier than a bag of peanuts.

[No. 8|]

[corrinesbell]

He said...I deserved it.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

He'd think that. Like I said, he's nuts.

[corrinesbell]

[he's still making that face, isn't he?]

...What if he's right?

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

He isn't. Not then. Not now. Not ever. You hear me?

[corrinesbell]

[she looks over at him again, at the face he's making and the tone in his voice.

Raine would say she was being ridiculous.

Sometimes she can't help it. For now her head falls back down onto that pillow and she shuts her eyes. Not asleep, just dealing with a dizzy spell]

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Don't be so hard on yourself. You're gonna give me heart failure one of these days.

[corrinesbell]

How will that give you heart failure?

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

You. Worrying me. Breaks my heart. I dunno.

[Someone's still a little groggy.]

[corrinesbell]

[more than one someone, I think.]

It's not like...I wanted to fight.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Well, nobody likes fighting. That's a given.

[corrinesbell]

I mean...I-I mean I only did it because I had to.

[pimpinwings.livejournal.com]

Well, you're not one to pick a fight, so naturally it'd probably be because you had to.

[corrinesbell]

[She must not be explaining it right. Whatever drugs they used are starting to wear off and she's feeling sick, and foggier. And even though it already happened once, she doesn't want Zelos to see her like this.]