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Tweak says, "eloping to canada = romantical"

Jimmy Proudstar (little_jim) wrote in devolve,
@ 2011-01-24 00:18:00

Entry tags:

alisa_tager, jimmy_proudstar

Who: Jimmy and Alisa
What: Finishing his after-run rounds of the colony
Where: Library
When: Backdated Late Saturday January 22nd
Rating: PG
Status: Incomplete

Every time Jimmy came back from a run, once he'd scrubbed down and been checked over, was move through the colony until he could account for every member.

Some were easier than others. Dr. McCoy was almost always in the medical lab, Stark was nearly always in his own laboratory. A quick detour down in the sub basement confirmed this. This late in the day, most people were inside. Jimmy had seen a few when he came in, a quick round of the mansion's upper floor confirmed nearly everyone else.

Except one. Alisa Tager or Cipher. Who had the ability to turn completely invisible. Inaudible as well. Even Lorna said she couldn't sense her with her powers and she seemed to be able to sense everything from his understanding.

Jimmy could track her by smell. Which was how he'd tracked her down after a run since she'd been there. He didn't know much about her, not like everyone else. She spent most of her time invisible, which meant all he really knew about her was how she smelled. He didn't bother her, since she wouldn't be invisible if she wanted to be noticed. At least by his reasoning.

But he searched her out like everyone else after every run. Because he had to know they were all still there. All still alive. Or he'd never be able to sleep, get any rest at all.

He finally tracked her down in the library. Alisa had been all over the main compound common areas, but here her scent was the strongest and most consistent. Jimmy stepped into the room to confirm it, tracking until he could figure out where she was. Then he turned to leave.

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aflyonthewall
2011-01-27 04:36 am UTC (link)

Well still... Her mother would have been upset with her. Or something. Even though she was long since dead, Alisa worried constantly what her mother would think of her now.

She shuddered a little. Alisa couldn't imagine living in that sort of uncertainty like the raiders. Anyone could turn on you at any time. Living in the compound was a huge relief really even if the world around her was still terribly uncertain.

"True but spring is a much nicer season for reading. Warming air, clean breezes, flowers and bees buzzing around. Everything's in bloom," of course, she didn't need to tell Jimmy any of this. He knew what spring was like but... still. It just seemed nicer to have a book out in that sort of weather instead of trapped, stifled inside. "I've lived here all my life. Still hate the snow so you're not alone," she smiled though it was a tiny bit flat.

"And not all stories have lessons," she countered softly, "There's this one book I read... Awhile ago. It was complicated and I was a little young for it. House of Leaves. There are about three stories in it. Well, a lot more but three main ones. The Navidson report ends but we never find out what really killed Zampano or if Johnny imagined the marks on the floor. Nor do we get to know what happened to Johnny Truant or if absolutely everything was part of his paranoid schizophrenic breakdown." Alisa blushed a little, she was getting too detailed, too enthusiastic. Something.