America Chavez 👊🌟 (missamerica) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2016-12-09 08:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | catalina reyes, lily ross |
Who: Catalina Reyes and Lily Ross
What: Not dealing with things
Where: Across the Multiverse and back home again (Shell Lake, Wisconsin)
When: December 9th
With a terrible squelching, crunchy noise Lina removed her fist from the middle of the large serpentine creature. What passed for bones and/or scales scraped against her skin and she flicked her hand away from herself in an attempt to remove as much of the gore from her hand as possible without physically wiping it on her clothes. That was one of the problems with working through your issues by taking it out on agressive creatures of the multiverse. Their innards stained. For thirteen days now she had been doing this, sleeping maybe an hour at home, turning up for her shift at work and going through it on autopilot before kicking a hole into another universe in order to fight whatever attacked her first, if nothing did, she smashed straight into a different verse that would.
Initially she had decided not to do this, especially after Henry had talked about disappearing if she could. Maybe he hadn't meant it in that way, but she didn't really care, it felt like he was accusing her of just giving up so she intended to prove him wrong. And this, this wasn't exactly her giving up. It was her finding a way to quiet her mind. If she was needed, her phone somehow still worked here, and all this jumping around the multiverse had given her a much better sense of direction. She could hop back to Earth 'Prime' in one or two jumps easily now. But in the moments she wasn't needed...she couldn't sleep anymore and she needed to do something. Since unrestrained violence was generally frowned upon at home she had chosen to take it elsewhere. Help someone if she could. She was never the one to throw the first punch...or bite...it really depended upon what she encountered.
The stupid part was...she hadn't really been friends. Not really. Sure, they were friendly. You couldn't help being friendly with Clay, something about him made it basically impossible to hate him, and his sister...well she had grown to respect that mouthy little blonde. But she hadn't really been their friend. She hadn't opened herself to them like Holly or Henry did. She shouldn't be this upset about losing them, but put quite simply, they had made her a better person. Now that they were gone...
Well, wasn't it obvious? Almost as soon as the news that they had died came everyone had been thrown into some fairytale land with happy endings galore. Yet in that world she was a spiteful, selfish asshole in it for her own gains and taking her pleasure in the suffering of others, particularly her supposed family but really any old stranger would have done. Was that what made her happy?
Lina swung around to a loud roar from behind her and launched herself at another creature that had gotten closer while she was thinking about the meaning of her life. Exactly what she had come here to avoid. Time blurred into meaninglessness once more as she sank into the self-appointed task of beating everything that moved into a bloody pulp.
Hours later, on a different planet and she was on her last legs. Some kind of tangerine colored bear had its jaws wrapped around her arm which she wrenched off, sending the bloodthirsty monster flying in the direction of a small hill, over which she could hear the grumbling of something else headed her way. Exhaustion was definitely getting the better of her, there wasn't a single item of clothing that was still intact and everything ached. She probably barely had time to go home and change before she was due to start work. That all depended where she ended up back home.
Concentrating hard made her head feel like it was stuffed with cotton but it was the only way home. Tattoos on her wrist glowed as she focused on Earth. Just Earth. Anything beyond that was too painful to pinpoint. With effort Lina raised a blood-soaked boot and kicked a star-shaped hole through the multiverse.
Beyond that...it was blurry. She must have tumbled through half-conscious because now she was on her knees blinking at the light around her which hurt so much it made her head swim. Her face tingled. She scrunched it up which made nothing better so she rubbed it instead. The tingling was from a steady stream of blood running from her nose. No big deal. Nothing about her surroundings was recognisable, but usually a quick hop above the skyline would fix that. It just meant she'd have to get off her knees.
Yeah. That wasn't happening.