Searching for answers [OPEN]

[morethan084]

WHO: Skye and YOU
WHERE: Around Heropa, Residence #031, and local diner.
WHEN: December 7th-12th
WHAT: Skye is trying to get answers as to what happened in downtown Heropa via witnesses and her own totally illegal research.
WARNINGS: Cursing

Of course things could never go right in her life, but this was a whole new level of fucked up. Her powers had been switched with Jesse's, and while she seemed to have gotten the easier to manage powers, Skye had to deal with the fact that Jesse needed her help in order to try and control hers.

So between helping Jesse, and searching for answers it left Skye with little time to sleep. Which, apparently, wasn't needed anyway thanks to one of Jesse's powers. Although it would've certainly been a lot easier without having that constant buzzing sensation running through her powers.

It wouldn't be hard to find Skye, she was all over town this entire week. Searching for answers, asking witnesses, searching on a computer she managed to swipe. Sometimes she was at her house, but quite a lot of the time she could be found at the local diner, sitting in a corner while sipping on an endless supply of coffee and researching on the laptop.

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[morethan084]

The minute she sees him dodge it Skye knew she was screwed. Trying to twist her arm out of his hold, which certainly didn't help her at all, Skye lets out possibly the loudest scream of her life as he snapped her elbow. Reaching up with her good arm, as she quickly breaks out into a cold sweat, Skye looks up at Joel with absolute disgust as she tries to balance herself against the wall. Which didn't last long as she immediately slumps to the floor in shock.

"If anything happens to him, it's your fault." Skye told him through gritted teeth.

[hostage]

Someone very far away is screaming. The sound is muffled, like Jesse's hearing it through several layers of pillows, but he recognizes it enough that it draws him out of his reverie. Slowly, his head turns and his eyes drift toward Skye. She looks agonized, and normally that would upset him, but he has trouble connecting the image of her to any feeling. His mouth goes slack like he wants to say something to her, only the words disappear from his mind before they make it to his tongue. It's okay, he would like her to know. He's okay and she'll be okay. They'll all be okay. Everything is soft and warm here.

Jesse's eyes follow her gaze to Joel next. Joel, whose attention is still fixed on Skye. There was a task, Jesse remembers, that Joel is supposed to accomplish. It has something to do with him. He unfolds his arms and twists his body until he's crawling on hands and knees. If he puts his mind to it, maybe he can stand up. He gropes the wall and tries it, wobbling and unsteady.

[shittybirthday]

The moment Skye is down on the ground, Joel is done with her. Her screams of pain go unfazed to him - he's killed and maimed and tortured too many people for the kind of screaming coming out of her mouth to bother him anymore - and he leaves her slumped on the floor to turn to Jesse.

Seeing Jesse struggling to get to his feet, all sluggish and stoned and groping at the wall, Joel lunges into the bathroom for him and quickly seizes Jesse's arm. And Jesus, he's got a hundred things he wants to say to Jesse right now, none of them nice or good, but that'll have to be later.

"Don't be stupid, c'mon, sit down here," says Joel, steering Jesse over to the toilet, where he slams the lid down so Jesse can slump onto it. He needs to get the box of drugs together first, which is what he was does, crouching down and tossing everything quickly into it and slamming the lid shut. Then he's back on his feet and back by Jesse's side, scooping him up effortlessly into his arms.

[morethan084]

Skye desperately tries to get up from her spot on the ground but the pain is excruciating and any movement just intensified it.

"Please don't do this." Skye begged. Her stomach churning as she saw the way Jesse was acting because of the drugs. "You have no idea what he can do. He could hurt you." Not that she actually gave a shit, with the way he hurt her. Still, she was desperate to get him to listen to her.