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Tweak says, "Burrp..."

Myka Bering (agent_bering) wrote in makebelievelog,
@ 2013-06-01 12:03:00

Entry tags:

claudia donovan, h.g. wells, myka bering

Who: Myka, Claudia, and HG
What: Myka arrived, and then she couldn’t make sense of anything so her friends came over to help
When: Just after THIS
Where: Myka’s rooms
Rating/Warnings: Some sadness is definitely to be had here!
Status: In progress/Closed

What the hell was going on? No seriously. People didn’t just randomly jump planets, much less dimensions. In Myka’s world there was clear order, cause and effect, and yes, sometimes the cause wasn’t always apparent to her investigations, and sometimes the cause defied believability, but there was always a source.

Not knowing the reason she was here in this place, why Claudia and HG were here first and seemingly ‘okay’ with the situation, made Myka very uneasy. She itched for answers, to put everything in a nice and neat category. And though she paced the room nothing came to her. All her training as a Secret Service agent, as a Warehouse agent, all her experience dealing with Pete, nothing had prepared her for this.

The knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts. She stared at it for a few seconds, as if her judgment could will it back to the familiar rows of shelving in Warehouse 13. But it remained resolutely an ornate, castle door. Chiding herself for her foolish wishes – at least the door didn’t turn into a ferret – she moved to open it.

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clauds
2013-06-01 04:14 am UTC (link)

Claudia wasn't sure if she should be expecting a hug, a worried lecture, or if she should be expecting Myka to be prepared to kick her with a pointy toed boot. But Claudia had purchased Twizzlers and added them to the kit of things to welcome Warehouse people with. She had oatmeal scotchies for Artie, chocolate chip cookies for Pete, chocolate chip cookies and tea for Steve, and had four truffles in a box at the bottom for Leena. She doubted Leena would show up, but something had made her want to hold out hope for the hopeless and get something for Leena. Now, Claudia had started to think about what to get for the new Bed and Breakfast Owner, but didn't know her well enough based on the show to do anything much but guess yet.

But the end result of the emergency welcome kit had been that every Warehouse agent who had come and gone had been greeted by Claudia the night of their arrival. And this was no different.

Claudia stood waiting (somewhat patiently) in front of Myka's door in a pair of tattered jeans, a set of converse sneakers (colored to look like the TARDIS from Doctor Who), a dark purple tank top, and wearing a deep blue vest over it. It was relatively tame for Claudia, but the entire back of the vest had jewels in swirl patterns all over it.

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indelibleink
2013-06-01 05:51 am UTC (link)

Even knowing how this place could be with sending people home and bringing them back, seeing Myka's post had thrown Helena. At first there was excitement, but that was quickly quelled when she realized Myka didn't remember being here before. Which meant she didn't remember their relationship, much less their engagement. That realization was gutting to her, though at the same time she was relieved to see Myka again. The latter was never the issue, the issue was knowing Myka didn't remember. How they progressed from this would also depend upon what point in time Myka was from. Helena wasn't stupid, she knew Myka could be from a time when she disliked the Victorian woman, or even from a time when she was with someone else. Helena would never expect Myka to feel the same way about her as she had when she'd been here before. Having such expectations would be unfair to both Myka and Helena.

So before Helena went to Myka's room, she took a couple extra minutes for herself. Looking down at her left hand, Helena drew in a breath and held it for some moments before she slid the engagement ring off of her finger. It was to everyone's benefit that Myka didn't know about that detail yet, not with everything else she had to learn about this place. Shedding a couple tears, Helena closed her fist around the ring, holding it tightly before she stood up and went into her bedroom to hide it away. She found a small container in her closet that she set it in, and she was in the process of putting it away when she remembered the other ring that she had on the chain around her neck. Unclasping the chain, she slid the diamond ring off and gazed at it for some moments before she added it to the container she'd put her ring in. Putting the chain back around her neck, now only having her locket attached to it, Helena moved the small container to some obscure place in the back of her closet. She doubted she needed to take such precaution, but she was not going to take the risk.

With that done, Helena went into the bathroom to check herself over. She brushed the tears away and made a couple small touch ups to her make up. Drawing in a steadying breath, Helena did her best to adopt the British mentality of "keep calm and carry on." Though even as she did so, she knew Myka would be able to see through it and know she wasn't precisely okay. But the last thing Myka needed was for Helena to be a mess, so she pulled herself together to be strong and help Myka digest where she was. Helena would tend to herself later. Much later, if she had anything to say about it.

Finally heading out of her room, she moved over to the door to Myka's room, her pace having a noticeable hesitation to it had Claudia been looking. As had become her custom, she was clad in dark blue jeans and a dark blue blouse with the top few buttons undone. Drawing close to Claudia, she gave her a small smile in greeting, brushing a hand through her hair as they waited for Myka to open the door.