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Lisa Blankenship ([info]karanissa) wrote in [info]oblivionrp,
@ 2009-07-12 00:23:00

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Entry tags:lisa, molly, savannah

Who: Lisa tagging Molly and Savannah
When: Early morning
Where: Lisa's room, Savannah's room, and Molly's room.

Lisa opened her eyes after a night of restful sleep, and immediately became aware that she was not where she was supposed to be. Jolted awake, she sat up in bed and looked around, only to see thousands of reflections of her own face looking back at her. She was in the Mirror Room. How the hell did I get back here? Sleepwalking? Surely not with a broken leg. A shiver ran down her spine. Someone or something had to have moved her here while she slept; the thought was terrifying. And if they could move her up several floors and tuck her into bed back in this room without waking her, what else could they do? She didn't want to think about it.

She tossed her covers aside and lowered her feet to the floor, and that's when she noticed the message engraved into its hardwood surface: Never forget me, for I gave you life. And then she noticed the handwritten note on the stand next to the bed: I put you where you were supposed to be. Love, Mother. She shivered again, and thought, Not MY mother. MY mother is almost surely back in Cincinnati. Or possibly in Atlanta, trying to clean up the mess I made. She imagined her parents' faces, and a tear ran down her cheek. She missed them so much; would she ever see them again? The more time went by, the less likely it seemed. She wished there was some way she could contact them, to tell them where she was and explain to them what had happened. But all they could know was what was in the news, and what the police told them. They didn't even have any way of knowing she had gotten on this ship. They probably saw news reports of "that new cruise ship that had gone missing in the Bermuda Triangle on its maiden voyage", and didn't think anything of it.

Lisa forced her thoughts back to the here-and-now. So the ship, or whatever entity was making this stuff happen, wanted to pretend it was her mother? Well, it seemed like it was going to get what it wanted one way or another, and besides, she couldn't keep referring to it as "the ship, or whatever entity was making this stuff happen". So "Mother" it was. Nevertheless, Lisa knew that "Mother" would never replace her real mother in her heart; she would always think of her real mother as "Mom".

Lisa reached for her crutches and went into the bathroom to wash up. She tried to ignore the fact that she was once again surrounded by mirrors. Her left eye was still black, though the swelling had gone down. She thought about how this bathroom wasn't as accessible for someone with a cast as Chelsea's room was. She wondered if Chelsea was OK. And Molly and Savannah. And Sean. Had they all been moved back? Had there been anymore disappearances? She started thinking about the nature of Mother, and it seemed like a thousand questions tumbled through her head. Could Mother be the ship itself, somehow having gained intelligence and the ability to perform magic? Could Mother be some kind of guardian angel sent to watch over them, or maybe some demon come to torment them? Would a "Father" show up at some point? Was Mother responsible for the sirens she had been hearing and the smell of blood? What had Mother done with the people that had disappeared? And what were Mother's plans for the rest of them?

After getting cleaned up, she dressed in a pair of white shorts and a pink blouse. She slipped her uncasted foot into a white flip-flop, and left her room to find out what had happened to her friends. The second door down the hallway was the room that Savannah and her sister Samantha had stayed in. Lisa knocked at that door, but got no answer. Lisa started to feel very alone. Two doors further down was Molly's room. Lisa moved down the hallway and stopped in front of Molly's door. She raised her hand to knock, but paused, thinking, What if she doesn't answer? It occurred to Lisa that she might be the only one left on the ship, but she quickly pushed that thought out of her mind; it was too horrible to contemplate. She knocked on Molly's door.



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[info]scraps_of_me
2009-07-12 07:30 pm UTC (link)
Her Sean had left her. He was needed elsewhere. It HURT!

Molly had woken up to find herself in a place she didn't remember falling asleep in. At least when that happened at home it was her very own bedroom. But the last time she woke in an unfamiliar place where she didn't remember falling asleep in she hurt all over with a pain no one could understand, and a tube was down her throat, and casts, and her hair was gone like her mom's had been and there were hoses and plugs and...

Heart beating so hard she had a very hard time breathing Molly noticed the note on her bed. Then she screamed. She screamed and screamed and screamed until her Sean had run into the room and wrapped her up in a hug holding the shaking in so she wouldn't flay apart.

Sean had once said she had a scream that put a police siren to shame, a pitch and lung capacity that made Jamie Lee Curtis hand in her Scream Queen Crown and retire to Activia commercials. He'd muttered once about bleeding ears and possible canine deafness in a mile radius. Funny how she remembered that from years ago, but couldn't remember where she was now.

"I'm here, it's alright." Her Sean kept murmuring to her.

"No, it isn't all right." Molly had pushed away and scampered back until her back was against the headboard. She looked around. "Savannah's not here. She's faded away. I'm not in the right place." Molly shoved the note at him. "My mother went to heaven. Mommy held my hand when she left. I've smelled her and heard her here, but this isn't my mommy, not her hand and not her letters. This is a liar and fake. The smells and songs were a dupe for the dope. Not the mama. We're in the belly of the whale and are we Jonah's or Ahabs? We shift while we float and hide in the guts but there's blood all around us and people dieing, people going away without dying, too many goodbyes and no hellos. The pluses are not equal to the minuses. This is the Aliens Mother, not mine. And you can't save us when you're eaten too." Molly pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around her legs to cry.

She didn't realize how much she had relied on her belief that her Sean would save them. That he his will would see them through. She had clung to little girl fantasies of the great king vanquishing the dragon and saving the kingdom. But this was real, and this was madness and good people died. They could be moved anywhere without knowing it. Outside, in the deep? Little mice under the eyes of some big cat with a swishing tail.

Dear Jesus please take care of us all. God bless us everyone. Watch after the Sean because he can't slay the dragon and the fire will burn him if he tries.

She looked up at Sean's pale and stricken face. "You have to be who you are. But don't let it eat you. You can't hold the lance all by yourself. Generals and armies and others must campaign. No Grail to find, but salvation."

He'd had to leave. Had to go to the library. He hadn't showered or shaved, and he told her to stay put.

She had no choice in where she would go, couldn't he see? Move the pieces, play the cat's game. Molly wanted her mother. Her REAL mother. The one she couldn't have. She wanted her Sean to be the hero and at the same time tell them to kiss off because she needed him. She wanted a hundred impossible things before breakfast.

Molly sat alone in her room. No Savannah, no Sean. She yanked at her hair and bit at her lip and wept.

There was a knock. Knock, knock, who'se there? Big bad wolf or woodman?

Swiping at her eyes Molly padded her way to the door. If it was the wolf she'd let it in and eat her. No more tears.

She threw open the door to find there was no wolf. Only Lisakaren on crutches.

"Everything shifted and I can't keep up. I want the wolf to eat me." Molly sniffled. "The king's gone to war, and I think Savannah was left somewhere."

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[info]karanissa
2009-07-13 09:08 pm UTC (link)
Clearly Molly wasn't handling the mystical move very well. She needed cheering up. "Oh, honey, I know it's scary, but don't give up. No wolf is going to eat you if I can help it, and no ship, either. I need you, and Sean needs you." Lisa thought that Molly meant Savannah had disappeared, but she looked around the room just to make sure. "I was staying with Chelsea, and I got moved out of her room back into my old room, so I suspect the same thing happened with Savannah; she probably just got moved back to her own room." She didn't answer the door just now, but maybe she was in the shower or out getting breakfast or something. Lisa leaned her left crutch against the wall, putting all her weight on her good leg and the right crutch, and put her left arm around Molly in a comforting hug. "I'll stay with you, as long as you need me to."

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[info]scraps_of_me
2009-07-13 10:57 pm UTC (link)
Molly opened the door wide to let Lisakaren in. "Someone stole my mother's name. Not you, you come by it honestly."

Molly wrapped her arm around Lisakaren's waist to help steady her as well and hug back as she led her friend inside to the couch. "They took the sacred and left the profane. They took me and put us all in the squares they wanted. Pawn and knight and king and queen. People aren't pieces. They shouldn't be. Except me, because I'm broke into pieces, but that's a different sort."

Molly went to the fridge and brought out some orange juice single serves. It was breakfast time. Or was it lunch? Did it matter anymore? She passed one to Lisa because grandma insisted on being a proper hostess. Was there Twinkies?

"They threw Jonah to the sea, and the whale swallowed him as he wailed. But the whale was God's creature and delivered him to where he was supposed to be. He was safe in the whale. Ahab was tied to the obsession and drown, forever bound. We are one or the other. Maybe God can't see us anymore, his vision clouded by clouds. Lost and lost, no sea but Styx."





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[info]karanissa
2009-07-14 02:37 pm UTC (link)
Lisa was grateful for Molly's help getting to the couch; having a broken leg was tiresome. She accepted the juice with a smile. "More like Jonah, I think. I believe God's still with us, even here. Maybe it's all a test. As for this 'Mother', I don't know who or what it is or what it wants, but I'm going to start spending my nights in the Mirror Room again. I don't want to give it a reason to move me again."

Lisa took a sip of her juice and considered the situation. Was Sean around? Molly's remark about the King going off to war probably meant Sean was off doing security-related stuff. "You said Sean's busy with security, right? We should probably check on Savannah and Chelsea."

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[info]scraps_of_me
2009-07-14 03:54 pm UTC (link)
"I try to be iron, but the glue comes undone and I break underneath. All the cracks on my body come undone. I'm mush. I'm bad at tests since the thing. Used to get A's but attention wanders. We should find penny's for the helmsman. Or had inflation struck? Not sure of protocols for non-Christian similes." Molly hadn't opened her drink. She'd gone back to folding herself in, trying to make herself smaller than she was. Maybe the ship wouldn't notice her if she were a mouse.

"I'll send them e-mail. I thought they'd come for the papa's hugs. But he's gone from the big chair keeping the children safe from another vantage." She looked at Lisakaren, "He's in the library with a gun. Ms. Scarlet and Colonel Mustard are missing. So is the knife and the board is shifting."

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[info]karanissa
2009-07-15 03:15 pm UTC (link)
Lisa wasn't sure how to respond to Molly's comments, so she settled for pulling Molly close and giving her a comforting hug. "You don't need to be iron, Molly; just be yourself. We'll get through this one way or another," she said. Lisa smiled at Molly's Clue references, and wondered briefly who she was referring to as Ms. Scarlet and Colonel Mustard. She would find out soon enough.

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[info]scraps_of_me
2009-07-19 03:01 am UTC (link)
"The options have no variety. Forge ahead or jump to Poseidon's arms. The latter is a wrongdoing, so if God is peering it's no good." Molly leaned into Lisa, accepting what comfort she could get.

"I seem tiny, but not small enough. In size, regard, courage... but not enough for hiding. The writer is not my momma. It makes me feel poured out that someone wants to take her place."

Molly tucked her mad hair behind her ear. "Would you get the angries if I wash away the badness under captured rain? Little girls in night clothes get eaten."

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[info]karanissa
2009-07-19 06:16 am UTC (link)
Lisa nodded. "A good, loving mother is a treasure that can't be replaced. The writer can try, but as long as you keep your real mother's love in your heart, those attempts are meaningless." Lisa thought about her own mother, and a smile came to her face. "I hope I can introduce you to my mom someday."

She released Molly from the hug and smiled. "Oh, no, Sweety, go right ahead. I can't imagine you doing anything that would ever make me angry. I'll be right here when you are done."

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