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Tweak says, "...or is you ain't my baby?"

Rebecca Crane (needmymp3) wrote in erato_dr,
@ 2012-05-27 21:30:00

Entry tags:

!meme

[home sweet home] returning to your world ; meme

You wake up in your bed, maybe. Somewhere. Somewhere you know.

Familiar scents fill your nose, the scents of home. You get up and look around and you come to a stunning, breath-taking (and sickening?) realization. You're home again. Somehow, just now, you were whisked away from that strange place you were, for however long you lived there, with how many people you came to know, and plunked down in your home, your own world. The bubble popped and now you're left wondering... was that even real? Could it have been?

What do you do now?

The phone's ringing. Maybe you should answer that.

How To Play

- Comment to the thread with your character. It will be their "world" they've returned to.
- Other people comment to them, reconnecting or awakening next to them in that home world.
- The where, when, setting & that sort of thing are up to you!
- Freak out, panic, try to figure what to do next.

Bonus:

- Work in a time difference, Lake House style!
- Is something off about this home world? Is it even really yours?

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thisiscalm
2012-05-30 07:02 pm UTC (link)

[Right now the baseline for okay has shifted quite a bit. Asking if she's okay is closer to asking if the house has managed to not be even more on fire than it was half an hour ago, than actually asking if things are good. Right now he's happy as long as things don't get significantly worse.

He nods at her response, taking a moment to rub over his eyes before starting to move out of bed.]

I'll come with you.

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	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-30 07:09 pm UTC (link)
	[It's more like she is standing in the same burning house with a portable fan. It feels a little better, but the problem isn't better.] You're tired. You should sleep. I won't burn down your kitchen. [Bar joke goes here, except...it doesn't.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thisiscalm
2012-05-30 08:34 pm UTC (link)

I'm not worried about that. [Not saying he isn't worried at all.

That protest goes by ignored and he stubbornly pushes himself up on his feet, forcing himself into some sort of alertness. Yeah, he's tired. He'd greatly benefit from a few hours of actual sleep, but until he knows she's going to be at least a little more okay than she is right now that's very unlikely to happen.]

I need to call Quantico either way.

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	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-30 08:46 pm UTC (link)
	[She nods instead of arguing. She turns, walking into the kitchen. She's not really hungry, but it's morning and she said she was. So, she'll absently open and close cabinets, half paying attention to what's in them.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thisiscalm
2012-05-30 08:54 pm UTC (link)

[The lack of an argument is more of a concern than a relief, but he leaves it be. Follows her out into the kitchen to retrieve his phone, before retreating to the living room so he can actually make the call. Not to avoid her, there's nothing to hide here but... he needs some space. To breathe, to think of something to say.

In the end he decides to call Hotch directly instead of calling in sick, delivering a watered-down version of the truth and a whole lot of pleading. Apparently he must've said something right, or perhaps the sleepless night and desperation is coming through in his voice because instead of the day or two he was asking for, Reid gets a full week.

He ends the call with a relieved sigh. Okay. That's taken care of. That gives them time to work this out, and so he moves back to the kitchen to check on Kitty.]

Hey.

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	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-30 09:12 pm UTC (link)
	[She was glad—if not happy—for his brief absence. It's easier to just be when he isn't there looking worried.] Hey. [She closes the nearest cabinet. No food in sight.] How was your call? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2012-05-30 09:42 pm UTC (link)
	Not too bad. I managed to get some time off. [He should get groceries, there's probably not much to find. There's usually no point keeping anything fresh in the house since he so rarely knows when he'll be home, but that's bound to change from now on.] Let me know if there's anything you want, I'll go out and stock up a little later. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-30 09:44 pm UTC (link)
	[A nod.] I don't think I'm really hungry. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thisiscalm
2012-05-30 10:04 pm UTC (link)

[He nods in turn, shifting his weight a little. It's only to be expected. It's only been a couple of hours, not nearly enough to begin resurfacing after such a life-changing turn of events. Still, now that he's thinking about it he kind of wants to get out of the apartment for a while. Get some air and solitude and sort himself out so he doesn't have to do that when he should be taking care of her. ]

Cigarettes? [That's how much slack he's cutting you.]

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	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-30 10:40 pm UTC (link)
	[She hadn't even thought of those, but the moment she hears the word it triggers a craving, so she nods.] I'll need some. [If she's surprised he offered it doesn't show in her expression.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2012-05-30 11:27 pm UTC (link)
	[Another nod. The sooner he gets this done, the better. It's starting to become a pressing need.] Will you be okay on your own for a little, then? It won't take long. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-30 11:31 pm UTC (link)
	I'm fine. [Can't you see the fine just dripping off of her?] Go ahead. [She'll just curl up and wallow.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2012-05-30 11:35 pm UTC (link)
	[Oh yes, oodles and oodles of fine. So much fine he might have to mop the floor just so no one will slip in it. ] Okay. [An okay doesn't feel like enough though, and so he steps in, wrapping her in a hug if she'll let him.] I'll be right back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-30 11:43 pm UTC (link)
	[She lets him. She's not even particularly stiff. Not tense. Just not very responsive.] I'll be fine. [It just seemed like it needed repeating. Maybe one of them will start believing it.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thisiscalm
2012-05-31 01:28 am UTC (link)

[It's worrying. This whole thing is, but her lack of response most of all. Still, he doesn't have much of a reason to stick around and chances are she'll need the space just as much as he does. So, with another gentle squeeze around her shoulders, he heads out to stock up.

Some 40 minutes later he returns, bearing gifts in the form of cigarettes and low-to-no-preparation food. Crackers, noodles, cup o' soup, some fruit and chocolate - whatever he could think of that made for a good nibble. There were plenty of places close by if they wanted a proper meal, but for now he was just happy if he could get her to eat. ]

I'm back.

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	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-31 02:00 am UTC (link)
	[She hasn't moved much in 40 minutes. She spent most of the time curled up on a chair not really doing anything. She hasn't really even been thinking much. Just sitting. She nods at his return. Words come a few moments later.] Do you need help? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2012-05-31 02:10 am UTC (link)
	Yeah. [He doesn't, really. It just seems like a good idea to keep her occupied. Small things.] Could you put the dry stuff away? It goes in that cupboard. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-31 02:13 am UTC (link)
	[She answers with another silent nod and starts dutifully putting the dry goods away, maybe a little slowly. It's funny how unnecessary most words seem right now.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2012-05-31 02:19 am UTC (link)
	[It's okay. He can handle the silence. It's not the same, but it's a similar beast and if it's one thing he can do, it's handle it.] There's some cigarettes in there too. [Softly.] Is that the right kind? I wasn't sure what you wanted, so I just grabbed something familiar. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-31 02:22 am UTC (link)
	[She doesn't bother looking as she sets another box on the shelf.] Anything's fine. [She didn't have much choice in what she scavenged at home and she was never too picky in Marina.] ...Thanks. You don't have to worry. If you want to go to work. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2012-05-31 02:38 am UTC (link)
	I don't. [Quick. Maybe even short.] Hotch got me a week off, I'm not going back until that's over. At least. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-31 03:36 am UTC (link)
	[She looks at him and then looks away again, nodding. Then she leaves the empty bag on the table and takes out a pack of cigarettes.] Lighter? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thisiscalm 2012-05-31 03:52 am UTC (link)
	[Things he remembered to get: that. He rummages around in the very bottom of the bag, eventually handing her a cheap plastic thing in neon blue. If he actually did much cooking in this kitchen he'd ask her to go outside, but right now he can't care. It's nothing bleach can't handle.] Here. Just keep a window open. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2012-05-31 03:56 am UTC (link)
	Thanks. [She takes the lighter and walks over to the nearest window, lifting it up and then remaining facing it, away from Reid as she flicks the lighter a few times until it finally lights up.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thisiscalm
2012-05-31 04:17 am UTC (link)

[He nods at the thanks, leaving her to it for now. The lack of sleep is starting to get to him, but that's nothing new and there are more important things at play here. He takes a seat at the table, rubbing his fingers over his eyes in an attempt to focus. Brushes a hand back through his hair.

Where does he start? This isn't just some case with a clear beginning, or a mystery wrapped in an underwater prison (which, for the record, he had plenty of data on but no actual solutions). This is just one girl stranded in a world that isn't her own. Stripped of a large chunk of her identity. Someone he cares about, someone he needs to help in any way he can.

Where do you even start..?