Cecelia Ardenbury: Lvl 10 half-elf Sorceress (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenacelogs2019-04-28 02:29 pm
adamantlyardent) wrote in maskormenacelogs2019-04-28 02:29 pm
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cool i love being the center of attention
WHO: Cece, Catra, Rip
WHERE: De Chimrr, from central to outskirts
WHEN: April sometime idk
WHAT: abduction, harm, heal, big robo-stomp
WARNINGS: violence!! harm!!
[Cecelia knows better than to travel around in desolate areas -- if she hadn't already known it practical, the lesson was strongly reinforced some time ago in Heropa. she can cast all the fire and lightning she wants, but there are still crazy and awful people who can find their way to catch her unawares. it's just practical to mistrust society to be like that! crowds are safer -- more witnesses, harder to get cornered.
it's why she's not much aware of the nature of the crowd mulling around her at this bus stop this evening as she sits and thumbs through a new book. she's keen enough of hearing to trust that she'll snap out of her reading-zone when the air brakes of the bus come by, but she is not tuned into the gradual coordination of several strangers -- strangers who are, actually, interested in gnabbing themselves an imPort less common in the public eye, with hopes of a payout to particular nefarious organizations. they timed it just right for this, the longest lull in the bus schedule, several taking point to catch and hold off any possible interference as a couple move in and strike.
grabbed and lifted, Cecelia lets out a few angry shouts before settling into frightened screams, her fingers starting to crackle with electricity. when one unprepared captor gets jolted particularly hard, two more come in to bully and contort her arms in positions too painful to cast and start to drag her toward a car.]
Ah-! No! Help! HELP ME-!!
WHERE: De Chimrr, from central to outskirts
WHEN: April sometime idk
WHAT: abduction, harm, heal, big robo-stomp
WARNINGS: violence!! harm!!
[Cecelia knows better than to travel around in desolate areas -- if she hadn't already known it practical, the lesson was strongly reinforced some time ago in Heropa. she can cast all the fire and lightning she wants, but there are still crazy and awful people who can find their way to catch her unawares. it's just practical to mistrust society to be like that! crowds are safer -- more witnesses, harder to get cornered.
it's why she's not much aware of the nature of the crowd mulling around her at this bus stop this evening as she sits and thumbs through a new book. she's keen enough of hearing to trust that she'll snap out of her reading-zone when the air brakes of the bus come by, but she is not tuned into the gradual coordination of several strangers -- strangers who are, actually, interested in gnabbing themselves an imPort less common in the public eye, with hopes of a payout to particular nefarious organizations. they timed it just right for this, the longest lull in the bus schedule, several taking point to catch and hold off any possible interference as a couple move in and strike.
grabbed and lifted, Cecelia lets out a few angry shouts before settling into frightened screams, her fingers starting to crackle with electricity. when one unprepared captor gets jolted particularly hard, two more come in to bully and contort her arms in positions too painful to cast and start to drag her toward a car.]
Ah-! No! Help! HELP ME-!!
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confused, she looks from Riptide to Catra, the mysteries only growing.
wait...]
What...happened? Hello?
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He dropped you out of the car.
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[a beat.]
I mean... if it makes you feel any better I definitely killed one of the guys. Oh, jeez. Is this a crime scene now?
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[she winces, wrapping an arm around her middle while her other elbow moves to help prop herself up on her side. turning, she can smell blood, nose crinkling.]
Gods, then...then we oughta get— Get away? Yes? Ooh...
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But then Cecelia distracts her. ]
Yeah, sure, let's get going.
[ She does NOT want to go to jail, thank you. ]
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[he jogs over to the van, switching back to his robot mode and just... shoving it behind a wall. out of sight, out of mind. it's fine. he clomps back to the two, crouching and holding a hand out.]
It's fine! It's fine. He's just sleeping. It's fine.
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she clings to his arm to keep upright, grimacing.]
What do we do? Call for help? Just, just leave-?
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We get the hell out of here, is what we do.
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[he picks his hand up slowly so he doesn't cause any troubles with the two passengers and starts edging away. muttering something like stupid friggin' soft organic bodies.]
You wanna go to hospital, Cece?
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situating more carefully in-hand, she tries gingerly rubbing the back of her head. stings.]
I...I just want to go home, but if...if something bad happens...
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[ She winces, just a little. ]
Hey, we'll get you home.
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[riptide's voice from above them sounds SO UNCHARACTERISTICALLY DEVASTATED.]
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[she gulps, surprised to find her eyes welling up. she sounds confused as tears spill out, voice squeaky:] I, I just wanted to go home and then...!
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Cecelia is crying and everyone is getting emotional! ]
Well, you're safe now. We're far away from those guys.
[ A grim half-smirk forms on her face. ]
And after what just happened, they probably won't try anything like this again.
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[...]
Put to sleep. I mean. Tuck them in.
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You know, if you're scared, I could sleep in your bed tonight.
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Okay, okay! Just... ugh, stop crying!