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Abigail Therese Hart (lapislazuli) wrote in haunted_roads,
@ 2008-02-16 17:08:00

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abigail, cecily

WEEK TWO: MONDAY
WHO; ABIGAIL & CECILY
WHEN; Monday 10th Feb. (afternoon)
WHERE: The Towers - first floor near the mailboxes
WHAT; Checking the mail and having a nice chat :)
RATING; G - PG?

Abigail sighed as she pulled the key out of the padlock on her mailbox, un-hooking the metal lock and opening the little wooden door. A flurry of letters gushed out on to the floor, making her feel (momentarily) rather loved (if a little exasperated). She bent down to sit cross-legged on the marble floor, plunking her bag down next to her, to sift through the pile of mail on the floor with increasing distaste.

"Junk, bill, junk, bill, junk...postcard?" she raised an eyebrow dubiously, turning over the colour picture of Tokyo by night to see that it was, in fact, incorrectly addressed to a 'Mr. Henry Singh'.

"Typical..." she sighed heavily, continuing to sort the mail in to two piles - one for junk and mistaken postcards, the other for bills. The first she scooped up, getting awkwardly to her feet and wandering over to a trash can not too far away, depositing them in to it. She felt momentarily guilty for trashing Mr. Singh's postcard...but then again, it was his own fault for not bothering to get his mail forwarded. It wasn't her job to play Good Citizen and ensure it got to him. She had her own shit to worry about.

She returned to her stack of bills, kneeling down again and picking them up, stuffing them in to her black and pink striped messenger bag. It was starting to depress her - the lack of contact with the outside world. Or...well...anyone, really. The occasional letter - a real, proper letter - wouldn't be unwelcome. But she knew the only person who was aware of her address would never even consider writing. Her Father just...wasn't a people person.

She sighed for a third time, hefting the bag back on to her shoulder and spinning around, barreling straight in to someone...

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sweetly_cecily
2008-02-18 03:06 am UTC (link)

Cecily wasn't feeling so cheery as usual, though she just couldn't pinpoint why. Her brother was fine, everything was just peachy at work and she wasn't sick or anything like that. It was...confusing to her, to say the least. Happiness was something that surrounded her so often that people came to expect it from her. Perhaps today was just one of those days? She couldn't be sure.

She as alone that afternoon. Her brother had gone out, probably with some of his friends and both at the diner and the bookstore her bosses had called to say they had all the help they needed and she didn't need to come in. At a loss for something to do, she just started to wander Old Town Towers, going wherever her stride took her.

Eventually, that was the first floor near the mailboxes. But she didn't need to check the mail. Her brother did that every morning before she ever got the chance to. So the box would surely be empty. The teenager contented herself with just strolling amiably by. That was, until she ran into someone.

Taking a few small steps back, Cecily shook her head. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said, "I didn't see you there." Even if it wasn't her fault, she would take at least some of the blame.

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lapislazuli
2008-02-20 09:20 am UTC (link)

Abby staggered back a few steps, managing to keep a hold of her bag somehow. She looked up at the girl she'd run in to, her face apologetic.

"No, sorry...sorry. My fault. I'm in my own world." she smiled wryly, adding mentally, to herself, as usual.

A flicker of recognition crossed her features as she studied the girl in front of her a little more deliberately. She'd seen her around before, she was sure of it. Perhaps exchanged conversation a few times - shared a lift...

"You're...Cecily...right?" she winced a little as she said the name, as if expecting a violent rejection of the fact. "I'm Abigail. You live on the..." she winced again "...second floor? Third?"

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sweetly_cecily
2008-02-20 09:41 pm UTC (link)

Cecily chuckled slightly, her hands clasping behind her back. "Isn't everyone in their own little world some time or another? I know I'm guilty of it." She smiled gently.

Though she wasn't as obvious about it, she was looking this woman over too. Her face seemed familiar. One she'd seen a few times around. Definitely a resident of the Towers whom she'd talked to at least once before. But her mind just couldn't match a name to the face. Something that began with an 'A'...

Cecily nodded yes to her question, smiling still. There would be no violent rejection. She just wasn't the type. "Yeah, I'm Cecily. And I live on the second floor with my brother." So that was the woman's name. Abigail. She knew it started with an 'A'... "I knew I'd seen you around here before. You're on the fifth floor, right?"

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lapislazuli
2008-02-20 10:28 pm UTC (link)

"Right." Abigail smiled back, more confidently this time. It was difficult not to return Cecily's smile - the word 'infectious' sprang to mind. "Although currently I'm really wishing I wasn't on the fifth floor. The pipes are incredibly loud, up there, some nights." she rolled her eyes "...constantly banging and whining. It's a pain."

She didn't add the fact that she sometimes wondered whether it was, in fact, the pipes doing the banging and whining.

"So..." she adjusted her bag on her shoulder, determined not to let this conversation sink in to awkwardness. She could do with interaction. "...what are you up to? Off out somewhere?"

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sweetly_cecily
2008-02-21 12:33 am UTC (link)

Yeah, some people said that Cecily had an infectious smile. It was always so sweet and inviting that most couldn't help but smile around her. "Really? Maybe you should tell someone about it so they can get fixed," she said. That was, unless it wasn't the pipes making all the noise. But she didn't really want to think about that. "That, or maybe invest in a good pair of earplugs?"

She shrugged a little,a slight laugh passing her lips. Her hands tucked into the pockets of her hoodie and she unconsciously started rocking on her heels a little bit. Not enough to be distracting or annoying, but enough to be oddly cute, in a way.

"Actually I'm not. I didn't have work today and my brother's out, so I was just wandering to eat up some time." It was boring to be by yourself with nothing fun to do, wasn't it? "Did you have anything exciting I'm keeping you from? Besides checking the mail, anyway."

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lapislazuli
2008-02-21 05:13 am UTC (link)

"Not really." Abigail admitted, sheepishly. "Just got home from university. Now it's...you know...back to my empty life!" she grinned, but it wasn't much of a joke, really. "It must be nice to live with your brother...someone else to talk to, now and again. You tend to go a bit crazy just talking to yourself all the time..."

Oh great. She was doing it again. The over-sharing. Actually telling someone you were going insane was a great may to make friends. Yes. Totally.

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sweetly_cecily
2008-02-22 12:42 am UTC (link)

University. That almost made Cecily the tiniest bit envious. She'd wanted to go to college for music, maybe, but she and her brother didn't have the money and it just didn't fit into the way their new life worked. "Oh, come on. It can't be empty. You just said you go to university. That's something." Though, school shouldn't fill up all your time by itself. If it did...you must be really studious or way too ambitious.

She shrugged a little bit, though still smiled. "Yeah, it's nice to talk to him. It's everything else that gets annoying. He can't cook or clean for his life, so all that's left to me." She laughed. "I love him to death, though. He keeps me from going nuts."

She pretended to think a second. "Does yourself answer? If not, that seems like a lonely conversation." A sad attempt at humor, but oh well. "Talking to yourself isn't all that bad. Who knows you better than you do, and all that."

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lapislazuli
2008-02-22 02:14 am UTC (link)

Abby nodded, resting her back against the row of wall-mounted mailboxes.

"True." she conceded, the corners of her mouth twitching up in to a genuine smile. "...sorry, that probably sounded really ungrateful. Whinging about having an empty life, when I'm lucky enough to be able to study. It's just that...well...uni is uni. I love it, but it's not always all that social." well, not if you're me, she thought to herself, a little bitterly. Making friends wasn't really her strong point - and much though she told herself she was absolutely fine with that, occasionally she did get lonely. Occasionally she wanted to be one of those happy-go-lucky blonde stick-figures who partied all day and night and never handed in an assignment.

"Do I talk back?" she echoed, amused, pretending to consider it a moment. "Hm. Only if I bug myself repeatedly...but either way, it's still a bit lacking conversationally. And I don't know...do we really know ourselves?" she grinned, and shook her head suddenly. "Ha. Don't mind me. Clearly my lecture today addled my brains a bit..."

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Gah, sorry this took me so long!

sweetly_cecily
2008-02-24 02:30 pm UTC (link)

Still rocking on her heels the tiniest bit, Cecily listened to her. "It can be, though, can't it? Social, I mean. There have to be people there that you feel like you can be friends with." It was that way for most people. Or was Abby just not the type to want so many friends? It didn't seem like it to her, but maybe there weren't so many people at Abby's school who were similar. Maybe it was a school filled to the brim with the pretty party girls who got through on their looks. Who knew?

A slight chuckle came from her. "Do you bug yourself a lot?" She smiled. "We should know ourselves. You're you, so you should be the absolute expert on yourself." At least, that's the way she saw it. "Lectures tend to do that, don't they? But I definitely wouldn't say addled. You have an interesting point of view."

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Re: Gah, sorry this took me so long!

lapislazuli
2008-02-24 04:27 pm UTC (link)

Abigail decided, diplomatically, to avoid Cecily's question about whether or not University could be social. Naturally, it could. If you were a people person. She had no doubt that if Cecily were attending university in her place, she'd have plenty of friends. She seemed like a pleasant, open, friendly kind of person. Someone who people couldn't help but like, and get along with. She, on the other hand, seemed to frighten people away. She didn't mean to be stand-offish, or bizarre. Apparently she just was. Her attempts to appear pleasant and amenable generally just made people laugh, or look at her funny.

"You're right." she nodded, happy to continue the second part of the conversation "...you should know yourself. You spend a lot of time with yourself, after all. But sometimes I wonder whether it isn't a bit like one of those magic eye pictures. You know, the closer you are to it, the harder it is to see..." she wondered if she was rambling, or whether what she'd said had actually made any sense. Cecily had said she had an interesting point of view, though. Interesting. Well, that was one way of putting it. She wondered what Cecily would say if she realised exactly how 'interesting' she was.

"So..." the hole in the conversation bothered her, and she plugged it with the first thing that came to mind "...you seen anything weird in the Towers, since you've been living here? Apparently it's really haunted, or something. Can't say I've seen anything all that weird, though..."

Immediately she'd asked, she regretted it. Cecily really would think she was weird, now. Fantastic.

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