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mk robinson is a fallen star. ([info]alittlered) wrote in [info]rooms,
@ 2014-05-26 01:16:00

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Entry tags:!great gatsby, *log, maddie kate robinson, wren henry

ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[Gatsby is glitter and glitz and glamour. It is a constant party, a constant high, a constant flow of liquor in her veins. It is getting lost in everything that everyone expects her to be. It is forgetting about a little girl at home, or about the man that reviles her existence in his life. It is about the buzzing in her mind, and the whispers of thoughts every minute of every day. It is booze and drugs and pretty people doing some not so pretty things.

Gatsby is escape.

MK has used this to her advantage as of late. The frivolity of Gatsby makes it all so much easier. All of it. Her fiance who doesn't love her, a niece who loves a coldhearted doctor more than her broken aunt, the loneliness, the thoughts of strangers prodding into her brain. She's gotten a little better at controlling when she wants to, but most days? She doesn't want to. She just wants the sharp taste of whiskey on her tongue and the opium highs that filled her brain.

She finds herself one day dragged to some show that she's too high out of her mind to even comprehend, dressed in gauzy gray that makes her bright red hair and pale skin stand out, scars scattered up and down her arm covered up by make-up. But she sits there, fake plastic smile and dazed gaze at the stage, and she loses herself in the spinning performers and the music. And then, she sees a familiar flash of blonde and her face falters. She squints, and she tries to focus on the thoughts, but she can't suss anything out. The plastic smile melts into a frown, and when the show is over, no one wants to even deal with that expression. They know, the friends she cultivated here know that the redhead has a darkness lingering, and no one has the patience to deal with that. So MK drifts, searching for a way to find Wren after the show is finished.]



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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]ex_oiseau148
2014-05-27 07:16 pm UTC (link)
She had a lot of them for a little while. She and Sadie got along too. [Sadie, who is bright and happy and doesn't have a mood swing to her name.] We should have playdates for the three of them. [It sounds so normal, and she's trying to cling to normal and make it her own lately. Normal isn't the heavy weight of MK's body against hers, though, and she motions to a little table with chairs.] Sit and talk to me a little? I don't have to do anything for a little bit yet. [She isn't surprised to learn Adam isn't there.] How are the wedding plans going?

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]alittlered
2014-05-28 08:10 am UTC (link)
Who's Sadie? [MK's eyebrows crinkle, and while she probably was told who had whose kid before, she doesn't remember right now in the haze. Oh well. She nods at the suggestion of playdates.] She'd really like that. I'm not sure if- maybe Adam can bring her. [Who knows with all the fucked up powers she had what she could do around little kids. But, she smiles at the offer and nods, clearly forgetting whoever she has been with at the show. She slides over to the table and into the chair.] Oh those? [A beat.] Fine, they're fine. We're- with everything going on, you know. It's hard to focus.

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]ex_oiseau148
2014-05-28 11:48 am UTC (link)
Sadie is Kyle's little girl. Do you remember him from Seattle? [Seattle is so far away, and she honestly can't remember who knew who anymore.] Why would Adam need to- [But then she remembers why they had Delilah in the first place. MK looks so normal right now, and it's hard to imagine anything wrong with the beautiful redhead. Well, anything other than the drugs and the signs of drug use, which she's kind of come to expect from MK.] You look okay. Is it hard to control? [She doesn't actually know what it is, and she hopes the question is open-ended enough.]

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]alittlered
2014-05-29 04:05 am UTC (link)
[A shake of her head. She might remember him, but she doesn't want to bother sifting through all of that. Seattle is her biggest heartache still.] Delilah's talked about a little girl a lot, but I didn't know- Having kids around her age would be good. I think it'd be good. [A long, long frown. MK tries so hard not to think about any of that either, but it's always there. It's always, always there.] There's always buzzing in my head. I can always hear it, Wren. I can always hear things.

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]ex_oiseau148
2014-05-29 04:25 am UTC (link)
[The buzzing seems more important than the kids, and hearing things sounds even more troubling and important than that.] What kind of things? [It's almost a whisper, careful and quiet.] Things other than the buzzing?

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]alittlered
2014-05-29 06:49 am UTC (link)
[A frown, and she's trying so hard not to rifle into Wren's head. So, so hard.] Voices. [And she laughs harshly.] I hear people's thoughts, Wren. I'm trying not to, but. Yeah. [And it's clear that's not the only thing going on with her.]

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]ex_oiseau148
2014-05-29 12:37 pm UTC (link)
[The look she gives MK is deer in headlights, and she immediately tries to school what she's thinking, which just make her think about things she doesn't want to think about. It's a panicked expression, and it's not gone by the time she speaks again.] And you can't turn it off?

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]alittlered
2014-05-29 06:12 pm UTC (link)
[MK sees the panicked expression, and she can't help when her mind starts to pick up things. Nothing serious, practically inaudible whispers, but they're there among the buzzing of drugs and alcohol. Another harsh laugh.] I wish. [Her eyes downcast.] I can control things with my mind, too. And the day I found out, the day that whatever happened? Spider-Man. Isn't that fucking hilarious? [And clearly, clearly that's been the worst thing of all.]

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]ex_oiseau148
2014-05-29 06:16 pm UTC (link)
[The surprise is genuine. Really, really genuine.] What things can you control? [She can't even control her own mind, and she can't imagine controlling anyone else's. But there is such a long pause after, such a long, long pause when Spider-Man is mentioned.] Was he a lot like-

[She stops before she finishes the sentence. She suspects she doesn't need to finish it at all, and she wonders how bad a thing even starting the sentence in the first place is.]

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]alittlered
2014-05-29 06:34 pm UTC (link)
I ripped up part of Central Park. [Simple, as if that's normal.] Trees, boulders, fire whatever, I don't know. [Dismissive wave, then her speech goes quick.] Spider-Man, he came- he came and he stopped me. Talked me down, and oh god he was so much like him, Wren. It hurt, it hurt, and I can't- [A jagged sigh, and the buzzing from the drugs subside slightly for the whispers of voices in her head. She groans, covering her hears like that might stop it all.]

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]ex_oiseau148
2014-05-29 10:22 pm UTC (link)
[She doesn't stop to think before leaning forward and wrapping her arms around the redhead.] It's okay. It's okay. [She just repeats it, a hand sliding against MK's back reassuringly, up and down, but none of that sounds okay, not really. And she wonders, again, where Adam is. Why isn't he here? Why isn't he helping MK deal with this?]

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]alittlered
2014-05-31 03:40 am UTC (link)
[MK doesn't fight the hold, but her hands still stay on top of her ears. And, as if Wren said the words out loud:] He's out all the time. He isn't around. Who could blame him?

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Re: ziegfield: log -- wren/mk
[info]ex_oiseau148
2014-05-31 03:48 am UTC (link)
[Wren hated Adam before this, but now she hated him more, and no matter how hard she tried to think about not hating him - well, she just hated him a little bit more every time she tried not to hate him at all.

In the background, her boss called all the girls off the floor, and she sat back reluctantly, and then she stood reluctantly. She squeezed her friend's hands, quick, quickasthat.] Come see me? Anytime. I'll make us lunch. Bring Delilah? [Not scared, the offer said. Not scared.

Then, with a reluctant squeeze of fingers, she turned and followed the other girls.]

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