Apartment Above Luke's, Tuesday Morning
Feb. 14th, 2017 12:15 amThe trip to Limbo City had worn her out mentally and emotionally and that, combined with barely sleeping over the past two weeks, had resulted in Kathy letting herself into the house and collapsing facedown on her bed and sleeping for almost two days straight. Exhausting herself that thoroughly had resulted in no dreams that she remembered (not that she could rightly call them dreams anymore), but when she finally woke up late Tuesday morning, there was no convenient fog of exhaustion to hide behind. She was wide awake, thinking clearly, and she knew what she needed to do next.
Dante had found his family. It was time to ovary up and ask Raven about hers.
Dante had found his family. It was time to ovary up and ask Raven about hers.
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Date: 2017-02-14 10:38 pm (UTC)It wasn't so much a matter of picking off a scab as digging her thumb into a bullet wound, but there was something masochistically satisfying about saying it anyway. At least now Raven wouldn't have to worry about Kathy's reaction when she found out.
It was a shame, really. She'd liked living with Kathy.
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Date: 2017-02-14 10:52 pm (UTC)Oh. They were the flowers from Raven. How fitting.
"Tell me she didn't come back." Kathy's voice was low, almost inaudible.
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Date: 2017-02-14 10:55 pm (UTC)"It was a head wound," she said. "I think she hit her head on the table. But -- I burned it all. To make sure."
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Date: 2017-02-14 11:05 pm (UTC)And then she was sobbing again for real.
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Date: 2017-02-14 11:07 pm (UTC)She'd lived in the actual woods recently. Even if Hardison wouldn't let her in, or -- or Jono, she could just go into the preserve. She had options.
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Date: 2017-02-15 10:01 am (UTC)She wanted to throw up. She actually did gag when she realized she knew the taste of flesh, could imagine what each mouthful had tasted like. It was a good thing she'd barely eaten anything over the past two days; it was all dry retching with nothing coming up.
"I don't know," she said, when her body was under her own control again. "Why did you kill my mom? She was just bitten, you said? Couldn't 'Genny have--"
Oh. Right. Him. Fuck.
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Date: 2017-02-15 04:14 pm (UTC)"He'd just failed to save you," she pointed out. "And -- it wasn't just a bite, Kathy. Your dad had . . . her guts were spilling out. It was too late."
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Date: 2017-02-15 06:07 pm (UTC)She pushed herself up to her feet, leaving the glass shards and fallen flowers on the ground. She didn't know what she was supposed to say or how she was supposed to feel. Hell, she didn't know how she did feel.
The one thing she did know?
"I've gotta--I'm going," she said, scooping up her purse. "I can't--I can't be here right now."
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Date: 2017-02-15 06:19 pm (UTC)"Okay. I'll just."
Be gone by the time Kathy came back.
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Date: 2017-02-15 07:27 pm (UTC)The words that actually made it out of her mouth sounded strangled. "I don't fucking know anything."
Except that she had to leave. It was getting impossible to breathe in here. Impossible to breathe on this whole island, with its flowers and its memories and its stupid, broken dreams.
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Date: 2017-02-15 07:32 pm (UTC)It would probably be awhile before she felt comfortable just walking in through the front door of this place, too.
"Yeah," she said. She felt like she couldn't move, not until Kathy had actually left. Sitting here and taking it was part of her punishment. For killing her best friend's family. "Okay."
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Date: 2017-02-15 07:37 pm (UTC)She was going to run all the way to the Portalocity office in town and take the first available portal to anywhere that was going to a place she'd never been.
That place happened to be Boston, which was an even worse place to go in pjs. Oh well. That's what credit cards and shopping malls were for.