Room 508, Thursday Afternoon
Oct. 22nd, 2015 02:01 pmIf anyone asked Kathy how she was dealing with the events of Monday's little destination adventure, she'd tell them she was doing just fine, thank you. She'd had her crying, she'd had a good talk, she'd drowned her brain out with purely physical pleasure for a bit, and now she was much better. The only lasting consequence of Monday was her new inability to walk past a certain empty room on the fifth floor without blushing a little bit. Everything was fine.
Granted, she hadn't gone out and patrolled as Banzai even once yet this week. And she was spending hours at the gym and in the salle, weight-training and working on the moves Eliot had been drilling into her for several months now. Oh, and she wasn't sleeping well at all, even with how exhausted she was. But those weren't related, either to one another or to Monday. They just...were. She was just adjusting after a week away. Or the change in seasons and the darkening days were messing with her natural rhythms. Or it was stress over college applications. Kathy had a hundred different excuses she could apply to the situation--or would if there were a situation.
Which there wasn't.
Because she was fine.
Take today for instance. She had dubstep blaring wile she did set after set after set of pushups. Beneath her on the floor was her Italian textbook; she was memorizing verb conjugation with every rep. On her bed were several dresses so she could figure out what to wear for the dance this weekend in between sets. In all, a completely normal day with nothing at all amiss.
See? Kathy was fine.
Granted, she hadn't gone out and patrolled as Banzai even once yet this week. And she was spending hours at the gym and in the salle, weight-training and working on the moves Eliot had been drilling into her for several months now. Oh, and she wasn't sleeping well at all, even with how exhausted she was. But those weren't related, either to one another or to Monday. They just...were. She was just adjusting after a week away. Or the change in seasons and the darkening days were messing with her natural rhythms. Or it was stress over college applications. Kathy had a hundred different excuses she could apply to the situation--or would if there were a situation.
Which there wasn't.
Because she was fine.
Take today for instance. She had dubstep blaring wile she did set after set after set of pushups. Beneath her on the floor was her Italian textbook; she was memorizing verb conjugation with every rep. On her bed were several dresses so she could figure out what to wear for the dance this weekend in between sets. In all, a completely normal day with nothing at all amiss.
See? Kathy was fine.
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Date: 2015-10-22 07:13 pm (UTC)He wasn't sure she wanted to talk, actually. But he was going to try.
"Hi," he said from the doorway -- loudly, to be heard over the music. "Are you busy? I can come back if you're busy."
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Date: 2015-10-22 07:44 pm (UTC)...She was fine, shut up.
"Oh! Anders!" she yelled, muscles slowly relaxing as her mind registered no threat present. "Hang on, lemme turn the music down!"
Waving him in, she hit the button on her ipod, pausing mid-exhortation to shout to all the lost boys. The silence after that seemed very loud. "Hey," she said, giving him a sheepish smile. "Sorry about all that. I was just..." She shrugged and gestured to the room. "Doing some stuff."
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Date: 2015-10-22 08:15 pm (UTC)He ... wasn't even sure what he was saying, let alone why. 'Remember the time that guy died on you' was not a good conversation-starter.
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Date: 2015-10-22 08:53 pm (UTC)Ever. Extra ever. Eleventy-ever.
"But I'm sorry. For being kind of the weak link. You had to take those last two out by yourself because I--"
the sharp crack of a gunshot the sudden limp weight in her arms hot wet salt across her face on her lips in her mouth crimson flooding down her shirt
"--I wasn't prepared for all that."
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Date: 2015-10-22 09:12 pm (UTC)He smiled weakly. "Also, I'd second that vote on never ever ever going back there."
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Date: 2015-10-22 09:27 pm (UTC)And suddenly she was rushing forward, arms out to hug him tightly.
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Date: 2015-10-23 02:47 pm (UTC)"I did my best," he said. "And I don't blame you for your best being different from mine. I fell apart plenty after we got home."
[OOC: Sorry for vanishing - date night.]
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Date: 2015-10-23 03:54 pm (UTC)"You did? I--oh." she asked, surreptitiously wiping at her eyes. "At least you waited until you got home." She shook her head. "I'm sorry I bailed on you and Dante after we got home. I needed to--I just couldn't--you know. I needed some time. Some space."
[No worries, bb!]
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Date: 2015-10-23 05:27 pm (UTC)He hadn't been sleeping much.
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Date: 2015-10-23 03:45 am (UTC)Kathy was going to be stubborn and stupid, but that didn't stop Raven from being the best.
She'd swapped to sit ups at this point and paused halfway through one, looking up at Raven guiltily. "I..have I been bugging you?" she asked.
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Date: 2015-10-23 03:56 am (UTC)She gave Raven a crooked smile. "Any chance you'll buy that I'm really invested in becoming Homecoming Queen?"
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Date: 2015-10-23 04:09 am (UTC)She took a big bite her her ice cream. "Someone--a cop--died in my arms on Monday. Shot by another cop. To frame me and Anders. For reasons we're still not sure about."
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Date: 2015-10-23 04:44 am (UTC)"This one? I didn't go when Dante told us to. He said to get to a bus station. I said I wasn't going to leave him behind. Then he vanished and Anders and I tried to help the civilians, and..." She shrugged. "Then we got attacked by, like, rogue cops or something."
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