Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Ruthie and open!
When: Shortly after 9 AM
Where: Main street, not far from the school

Ruthie hadn't slept. She'd been at home waiting for the kid to call that he was ready to be picked up, and it had never come. She had comforted herself with this by justifying it a few different ways. Maybe he had finally made friends. Maybe they were going to hang out some more. Maybe, maybe, maybe. But she'd been worried. Eventually she'd gotten the call from the police to come down, she'd sent Brenda a message, and she'd gone to the school. She had very calmly listened to the officer's explanation that sounded like a very fancy and official way of saying 'dude, we are so fucking lost.' Then she had sat down at the curb and waited.

Her first coherent thought had been something along the lines of 'Jesus Christ, we had that kid for five minutes and we lost him already.' And then her brain had gone blissfully blank. She sat and waited. A few times in the night she spoke with family members, updating them as to what was going on, and there were a lot of talks and texts with Brenda. She didn't move until the next morning and the police told her everyone had to go across the street. She had done that. And when the drills came up, she got up, and began walking down the street. Earth wasn't complaining to her, much... the weird thing was that Earth seemed to understand they needed to hurt Her to exhaust all options... but Earth also knew that it was pointless. She had told Ruthie. They weren't going to get in that way.

She couldn't listen to it. She just fucking couldn't. So Ruthie started walking away from the crowds, with every intention of going back once they stopped drilling into her fucking element.

Who: Ruthie and Akihiro (aaand Ruthie's familiar)
When: After school
Where: Mahelona house

( I don't know what the hell he's done but it sounds like the kind of thing a kid his size gets dunked in a toilet bowl for. )

Who: Brenda and Ruthie AND AND AND TWIIIIINS
When: Afternoon
Where: Mall in A2

It was really adorable the way Michiganders thought they were in the middle of a heatwave. Honestly, just precious. The weather was hot and the air was thick, but really, this was the closest thing Ruthie had felt to a temperature her body was used to in a long time. She'd hated to be cooped up inside all day, and when her remaining appointments canceled on her (one of them actually said it was too hot to walk outside to her car, what the fuck), Ruthie had been thrilled for a chance to take off. One of the girls at the spa had told her stores at one of A2's malls were starting to get their fall and winter stocks in, so today seemed like a good day for Ruthie and Brenda to do something they'd absolutely never had to do before.

Shop for cold weather clothing.

After taking a single look around the first store, Ruthie had felt panic rise in her throat. Kapua, her tokay familiar who was sitting on her shoulder, kept laughing maniacally and garnering her odd looks. The only sort of layers Ruthie was used to wearing was a bikini under her shorts and t-shirt. This was... this was... this was just wrong. She stopped in front of a store window and looked at the display mannequins with a look of clear distaste. "I don't understand puffer vests," she announced. "Not even a little. Are my boobs that much more susceptible to frostbite than my arms?" Holy shit, they better not be. If even one nipple looked like it was starting to change colors she was on the first plane back home.