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Tweak says, "you agitating my dots?"

solong (heartache) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-24 07:31:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, day 16, derek zoolander, james t. kirk, merope gaunt

Who: Merope and OTA
Where: Outside the Clock Tower
What: Disposing of bloody baby dolls, she herself is soaked in blood from cleaning.
Why: They couldn't ALL stay there.
When: 1 o' clock.

Merope spent the morning and into the afternoon trying to get the babydolls out of her room. She had been sobbing and crying at first from how it had effected her, but having slowly desensitized from the entire situation as she was constantly covered in blood no matter how she had avoided it. The scent was overpowering, so strong that she had vomited a few times outside from lack of clean air.

She had thought to ask someone to help, but it wasn't their responsibility, it was hers.

The girl stopped and set down on the ground beside the pile, looking miserable and holding one of the babydolls in her hand. She could probably save one, couldn't she? Just one. Merope pulled the doll close, her arms wrapping tightly and clutching it to her frame. At this moment in silence, Merope was not in her right mind and wanted to believe the limp, bloodied doll was her child. How soft and limp it had been.

"I'm so sorry, so, so sorry." She said, rocking it lightly.

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illdoitinthree
2009-07-26 09:39 am UTC (link)

Jim looked back at the other guy before shrugging. "I'm not sure. I think he was calling out to you. Do you know him?" he asked, as they continued walking at a slow pace to accommodate her. He felt her lean into him only slightly, her frame so small he was sure she could be blown away by the wind. How did she survive so long here?

Was Rorschach her baby? "We'll find Rorschach after we get this blood off you," his tone was strong and convincing. Maybe new clothes would be in order. Blood wasn't the easiest thing to clean.

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	heartache 2009-07-26 11:06 am UTC (link)
	Merope shook her head a little, she was so ridiculously over emotional that her body felt too heavy and her frame buckled. If, and only if, Kirk did not catch her, she would have fallen onto the ground and likely hurt her. Although, she did make a point to not allow the doll to be injured in any way. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

eugoogoolizer
2009-07-28 08:14 pm UTC (link)

Derek had watched the scene before him with a characteristically puzzled expression on his face. He wanted his baby, too... only her name was Matilda and she was a hot girl with gorgeous hair and long legs. She shopped at JC Penny's, but he'd fix that. Derek could always fix fashion. Looking at this girl, he knew that she could probably use his help, too.

The guy who had run in, all look-at-me-I'm-the-hero type, was now trying to comfort her. Derek made a face, staring at the blood all over the baby doll. Whoever had done that must have been seriously psycho. "You... guy!" he said, waving, trying to get the man's attention. "Is Morose OK?"

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illdoitinthree
2009-07-28 09:56 pm UTC (link)

"Shit, it's alright," he cursed, his hold tightening around her shoulder and his other arm sweeping under to catch her around the stomach. He tried his best to right her form without jostling her too much, unaware as he was if she had any real injuries. He made a last second decision and picked her up, carrying her bridal style with that doll still in her hands. God that thing was fucking weird, he thought for the hundredth time.

Jim turned his head at the other man and tried to disguise his complete perplexity, only succeeding slightly. Morose must be the girl, he figured, "No, I don't think so. My name is Jim, by the way." Insert annoyed grimace.

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	heartache 2009-07-30 04:59 am UTC (link)
	Merope's frail form had nearly fallen but there was a quick, sudden lift of her body. She had to be, what, like eight pounds or so? Now that she was taken care of, to a point, she didn't bother with thinking anymore and just held onto the small doll in her arms. Her frame relaxed uncharacteristically with his frame,"...I want my baby..." She frowned. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

eugoogoolizer
2009-07-30 05:35 am UTC (link)

Derek pursed his lips pensively. Even when he thought about incredibly simple things, it always looked like he was breaking his brain. That is, if it wasn't already completely broken. "Hi, Jim," he said, hovering nearby, flinching slightly as Merope seemed to faint. She sure was skinny... could she really have had a baby? No... obviously, she thought that the doll was her baby.

"It's OK. Your baby's right here," Derek said, trying and failing to wink at Jim. So he just blinked. "You know... your baby..."

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illdoitinthree
2009-08-07 12:41 pm UTC (link)

Jim must have looked completely ridiculous with the look he was directing the other guy. "Excuse me?" he muttered, his eyes narrowing suspiciously as soon as the words left his mouth. Weirdo over there was giving him what Jim guessed was a pointed look. He wasn't referring to Jim as her "baby", was he??

Oh, who the hell knew what that guy was talking about.

Kirk looked back to Merope and hoped he was headed in the right direction.

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heartache
2009-08-09 10:30 am UTC (link)

Merope was nearly unresponsive, her arms clutched the babydoll and she refused to release it. She had wanted her own child so badly that when she finally finished with her heaving, bloody mess all she could think about was how she had missed her son. Having the doll, so realistic in weight and size to her had been very tolling on her.

"...Mister..." She looked at Derek, cuddling the doll a bit more.

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