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itscurtains2021-06-19 03:52 pm
mayavericks) wrote in itscurtains2021-06-19 03:52 pm
Is This Where You Wanna Be? Crawling On Your Hands and Knees?
[In a perfect world, Maya would have been able to isolate herself for the rest of the evening. It's not like her to wallow in her feelings, but it's also not like her to be trapped away in a murder school or part of an execution so... not like she has much choice there. Besides, between the influence of Janis, and the sight of her remaining dormmates, it's clear that Maya simply can't... let things go.
It's like she told the SQUIP. They look to her for hope. And so, hope she must be. It's her job to stand tall for the others. Thankfully help comes easier this time -- there's no need to scruff Discord, or try to keep Spongebob from making Hate Patties. Maybe that, in and of itself, is a good sign.
It's just another fluke. They'll be okay. They're together, after all. Even Salieri and Discord are getting along well enough to help.
Cutting potatoes proves to be an interesting task, considering the fact that most of the knives are missing. Maya has a few guesses as to how that happened, but she won't point fingers again today. She makes do with what she has -- two swords between her and Cassandra.
Potatoes, cakes, pies -- the arrangement is much the same. There's even cocoa (made by less experienced hands, unfortunately), and alcohol. It all feels like a repeat of last week, but she's trying to not think about it. She does her best to keep a smile on her face as she knocks on each door, inviting others to the cafeteria once more.]
It's like she told the SQUIP. They look to her for hope. And so, hope she must be. It's her job to stand tall for the others. Thankfully help comes easier this time -- there's no need to scruff Discord, or try to keep Spongebob from making Hate Patties. Maybe that, in and of itself, is a good sign.
It's just another fluke. They'll be okay. They're together, after all. Even Salieri and Discord are getting along well enough to help.
Cutting potatoes proves to be an interesting task, considering the fact that most of the knives are missing. Maya has a few guesses as to how that happened, but she won't point fingers again today. She makes do with what she has -- two swords between her and Cassandra.
Potatoes, cakes, pies -- the arrangement is much the same. There's even cocoa (made by less experienced hands, unfortunately), and alcohol. It all feels like a repeat of last week, but she's trying to not think about it. She does her best to keep a smile on her face as she knocks on each door, inviting others to the cafeteria once more.]
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[ She is, unfortunately, a little out of her depth at the moment, so she cools it on the words. ]
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[ Her voice raises. ]
That's the problem, right? Everyone- everyone kept assuming...how Connor felt or...what he might do— even me! Even everyone back home, apparently! But we can't know! We can...never know now.
[ She stands, though her legs wobble from just how much she's put them through. Despite that, she starts to climb the bleachers again, more with each word. ]
There was something so pure
How he looked at me.
Like our heartache might find some reprieve.
All dismissals I heard turned to dust with his words,
Now my heart's filled with doubt,
But I'll tune it all out and believe...
[ Higher. Higher. Breathing harder. The song echoes through the gym. Like she's daring someone to stop it. ]
I want to believe!
In the dark...!
In the dark!!
Bound in a blanket of soothing despair!
In the dark with him,
In the dark with him!
[ Descending a step at a time. ]
No one and nothing can break through...
No one and nothing can break through the darkness!
No, there's nothing can breath through—!!
[ It's that point where her shaky legs fail her. Where she misses a step down, and she stumbles. ]
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Peregrine, I...
[ There's another melody, small and slow. ]
We need some light.
First of all, we need some light.
You can't sit here in the dark
And all alone...
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It's a...sorry sight.
[ She bites her lip before she can sing anymore. ]
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We'll live, you'll see.
[ She smiles, just a little. ]
Things aren't okay tonight. That's okay. They probably won't be great tomorrow, either. Not to just... parrot my therapist, here, but healing takes time. But, to speak your language for a second: Connor would want you to set the broken bone, right? It won't heal the same it was before, but... it'll heal some way.
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I just... I just don't wanna lose anyone else.
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Thanks for...you know. For making sure I didn't fall flat on my face.
[ It would not have been flat, it would've been down the whole bleachers and rather unfortunate, so, ]
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[ peregrine wells is going to fight every single person who has ever looked at connor murphy wrong ]
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Same. Very same.
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[ Janis is absolutely still holding her up. Peregrine realizes that now, as she starts to sink back down to the bleachers. She hasn't worked herself this hard in...
...she can't remember. ]
...Oh. Tired.
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You wanna... make our way back to the dorm, maybe? Get you lying down?
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I gotta get my cloak first. [ ... ] Just... I don't...want anything to happen to it.
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[ like if someone made her a cloak she would defend that with her life she gets it ]
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...Might have to ask Hester for help. Ugh.
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[ She doesn't want to say blood. ]
I need...more things to get it out.
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[ She nods. ]
Well, that'll... that can wait until tomorrow, right?
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[ ................. ]
Oh, jeez. Okay. Yeah. Um. Maybe a little help.
[ that was the STUPIDEST THING SHE'S EVER SAID ]
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[ She hops down to scoop up the cloak, then scampers back and offers an arm. ]
Let's get you to bed.
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