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Sophie Frost (outgrewthenest) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-04-01 18:07:00

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m-day 2: genetic boogaloo, rose frost, sophie frost

Who: Sophie and Rose Frost
When: Last Friday, right when the powers started manifesting
Where: Sophie's room
Warnings: Oh, get your mind out of the gutter! They're sisters! Pervert.

Sophie had spent the past week in her room. She hadn't wanted to do anything, see anyone, or eat anything. She'd picked at the food Rose brought her, but stayed shut off to everyone else. She'd alternated between crying outbursts and near catatonic states. She was devastated and angry and helpless. She'd lost Quentin and she hadn't even helped Darius. It was all stupid and horrible and useless.

Then suddenly.. it stopped. Everything was quiet. Her own emotions and the thoughts from everyone around her had all gone silent. She hadn't felt this kind of silence in.. as long as she could remember. Things seemed so clear now. Clear.. but empty.

She stood, walking away from the bed. She looked down at her hands, unsurprised to see the diamond skin. She sat down in front of the vanity, eyes meeting her reflection in the mirror. "Rose?" she called, her voice soft.

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diamondclaws
2009-04-02 06:25 pm UTC (link)

For her part, Rose had been playing the diligent sister. Since Quentin had died, she'd gotten quieter due to the guilt she felt for not having saved him. But that feeling came and went. And Rose didn't allow herself to wallow too much; she couldn't be sure when Sophie might call on her for help or company. It seemed the Frost household had grown silent with Sophie's grief. And the longer it went on, the more Rose saw her home as a large, white tomb. She missed activity. She missed Sophie's laughter. She missed Quentin's visits. And she was only cheered up by time with Esme or her father. Or Gar, who managed to bring noise and color with him wherever he went.

Rose had taken to the habit of sitting outside of Sophie's room for an hour or two after school. She waited and did homework in the hallway or meditated like her father might have. When she heard Sophie, she almost thought she'd imagined the voice. Slowly, she rose to her feet and knocked at Sophie's door. "Did you say something?"

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outgrewthenest
2009-04-02 07:33 pm UTC (link)

"Yes. Come inside." She ran a finger over the smooth, hard lines of her face. It was strange, not to feel any give. There was no warmth, either. She wasn't ice cold, but no warmth emanated from her. She knew the basics of this form from her Mother. Her emotions were dampened and she couldn't use her telepathy. She was surprisingly calm.

She turned to the door as Rose entered. She gave a small smile. "Thank you. For being here."

	outgrewthenest 2009-04-07 10:54 am UTC (link)
	"Good," Sophie said with a small smile. "We could both use it." She hmm'd to herself thoughtfully. "Rose? It probably goes without saying, but.. I need you to watch out for me. Make sure I don't do anything stupid or reboundy. I don't think I would, but I've never been through this before." Unless losing her sisters counted. In a lot of ways, this felt the same. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	diamondclaws 2009-04-09 11:27 am UTC (link)
	Rose's hair grew dark with her mood. "I didn't know." After a long pause, she said, "I'm so sorry, Sophie." She rested a thin hand on Sophie's arm and ignored how cool it was. "Gar?" Sophie's question threw Rose off. "I think he's still around." If not, he was easily fetched. Gar, like any well trained pet or boyfriend, came when called. "Why?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	outgrewthenest 2009-04-09 08:47 pm UTC (link)
	Sophie smiled some. The diamond was gone, which Sophie hadn't even realized yet. "Thanks." She turned around in her chair to face Rose. She was feeling a little better. And a green bunny sounded ridiculously cute. "He doesn't hump the furniture, does he?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	outgrewthenest 2009-04-09 09:22 pm UTC (link)
	Sophie smiled, glad to see the laughter. She flopped onto Rose's side, wrapping her arms around one of Rose's. The physical contact was good. She perched her chin on Rose's shoulder. "Can he fetch when he's a kitty? Or play with string as a dog?" (Reply to this) (Parent)