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Darcy Rhone is a total MILF (total_milf) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2011-08-18 20:26:00

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darcy rhone, phoebe halliwell

WHO: Darcy Rhone and OTA
WHAT: Trying to find an amulet and maybe running into someone in person for the first time since arriving?
WHERE: First floor of the apartment complex in Lawrence
WHEN: Present day, early evening.

It had taken a few days for Darcy to accept that she really wasn't going to be going home any time soon. It took another to accept that she was going to be having her babies in some po-dunk town all alone and that Ethan was neither going to be able to support her through the pregnancy nor be there for the birth to hold her hand. Finally, Darcy had decided that she was going to have to try to make the best of it and roll with the punches as best she could. Everybody kept saying that she wouldn't be alone having these babies, but she didn't believe them. Part of her was pretty sure that the babies weren't the reason she was so exhausted and that it was just the stress and fear of the idea of having them at all, never mind all by herself in a strange place surrounded by a bunch of people she'd never met in person.

The most that Darcy had bothered to leave her room was to go to the nearest gas station for ice cream or junk food because it was the only thing she was craving and her appetite was long gone, so it was the cheapest and fastest way to force herself to eat for the benefit of her unborn children. So, when the one guy, Connor, had recommended she get an amulet to ward off demon possession — of all things — she wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of having yet another reason to force herself out of bed and out of her room. But, she decided she sort of didn't have a choice. Everything was so crazy around here, no one had given her any real reason to doubt the validity of his suggestion and the last thing she wanted was to be the next pea-soup spouting, head-spinning, foul-mouthed, foreign-tongued freak of nature.

So, with a lot of moping to herself and a little bit of effort, Darcy got out of bed, showered — bemoaning the fact that she could no longer see anything more than the very tip of her big toe while looking down — and headed out of her room and down the elevator to the first floor.

"Amulets, amulets..." she murmured to herself, walking slowly around and trying to take in the surroundings for the first time, since she hadn't bothered any other time. If she had, she might have noticed the amulets the first five or six times she'd left her room and the building. "If I were a bunch of amulets...where would I want to chill?" she wondered quietly to herself, tapping her fingers gingerly against her swollen stomach.

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total_milf
2011-08-29 06:09 pm UTC (link)

Phoebe's casual response of I'm a witch took Darcy a little off-guard at first, but it only managed to worsen as the other woman went on. Sweet Jesus, Darcy thought, I will never, ever get used to this, will I? For lack of anything constructive at all to say — in fact, for lack of any speech at all right then — Darcy arched her eyebrows and pulled a face to show that she was both confused and strangely impressed by Phoebe. "Wow," she finally managed.

When the other woman went into where she was from, Darcy jumped on it, eager to move past the things she couldn't wrap her head around and continue a more normal conversation. "I've always wanted to go there," she admitted. "Just for a visit, you know? Mostly because I've always wanted to ride on a cable car, just to say that I have." That was the truth. Ever since she was a little kid, when she, Rachel, and Anneliese used to have their sleepovers, they'd lay in a circle with their heads touching, legs spread out like a starfish with one too many legs, and talk all night long. One of the common discussions was where they would go right that minute if they had the chance to go anywhere in the world. Rachel always said something nerdy like Stonehenge. Anneliese would always come out with something predictable like Disney World. Darcy, on the other hand, changed it up all the time.

"I want to go on the trolleys in San Fransisco."
"I wanna ride one of the boat things in Italy."
"I'd go hang-gliding over the whole continent of Antarctica to see if it's as cold in the air as they say it is on the ground!"

"I just always thought it'd be kind of cool," she finished, blushing slightly. She wanted to pretend that the conversation hadn't gone back to the strange. Darcy wanted to pretend like she was hanging out with Rachel again, before Rachel did the worst thing a friend could ever do. She missed having a best friend and she wondered if she would ever have one here, and if she did, would it be different because of the environment and the fact that she'd be a mommy instead of a socialite? Her bashful smile faded entirely into a weak frown.

Nodding, Darcy took the amulet and put it around her neck. "Yeah, that's what Connor said," she agreed. "To wear it all the time." Until just that moment, she hadn't considered how uncomfortable it was probably going to be to wear it while sleeping, but it was what it was; she had no choice.

Darcy chewed her bottom lip and took in the information Phoebe was feeding her. She'd fact check later, maybe, if it didn't sound legitimate enough. For the time being, holy water and the Latin version of "Christ" sounded like pretty good demon deterrents, so she had no reason to question it. Finally, Phoebe said something that Darcy could smile about again and she did, looking down and rubbing her stomach again without realizing she was doing so. "Yeah, that's what I hear, anyway," she replied. "I mean, the genius thing I've only heard of Connor, but I know there's a metric crap-ton of Harry Potter characters," she said, then paused, blushed, and corrected herself, "people here which I never thought I'd be able to experience but, hey, 'you never know' has a whole new meaning for me, now, I guess," she laughed.

She hadn't considered the idea that there were things other than demons out there. "Like what...?" she asked reluctantly. Darcy wanted an Ethan here. She really genuinely felt like she needed one to keep her safe and help her through her pregnancy and, well, push her to keep trying to be a better person when now it seemed like there was no reason to, since the world was clearly ending.

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