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maskormenacelogs2017-02-12 04:57 pm
fayzedandconfused) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-02-12 04:57 pm
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come morning light
WHO: Breeze & sciencemoms
WHERE: De Chima
WHEN: Feb 12
WHAT: post-kidnapping reunion
WARNINGS: n/a
[ She doesn't have her stuff, her communicator or her house key or even her freakin' skateboard, but she's not stressing (much). She's more annoyed than anything, since she has to make her way down to De Chima from Maurtia Falls, all on the same ratty sneakers she got picked up wearing in the first place. After two weeks, they're hardly shoes at all anymore, just pieces of fabric and rubber kinda sorta held together with glue.
By the time she uses the Porter to get to De Chima, then crosses the city and makes her way to the house, she's yawning and hungry and scowling. She finds the hide-a-key under a rock in the backyard and lets herself into the kitchen, kicking her gross shoes off and leaving them in the middle of the kitchen floor as she zips over to the fridge. There's like an entire half gallon of milk in there, and she uncaps it and drinks right from the bottle. Once most of the milk is gone, she sticks it back in the fridge and finally raises her head. ]
Hellooo?
WHERE: De Chima
WHEN: Feb 12
WHAT: post-kidnapping reunion
WARNINGS: n/a
[ She doesn't have her stuff, her communicator or her house key or even her freakin' skateboard, but she's not stressing (much). She's more annoyed than anything, since she has to make her way down to De Chima from Maurtia Falls, all on the same ratty sneakers she got picked up wearing in the first place. After two weeks, they're hardly shoes at all anymore, just pieces of fabric and rubber kinda sorta held together with glue.
By the time she uses the Porter to get to De Chima, then crosses the city and makes her way to the house, she's yawning and hungry and scowling. She finds the hide-a-key under a rock in the backyard and lets herself into the kitchen, kicking her gross shoes off and leaving them in the middle of the kitchen floor as she zips over to the fridge. There's like an entire half gallon of milk in there, and she uncaps it and drinks right from the bottle. Once most of the milk is gone, she sticks it back in the fridge and finally raises her head. ]
Hellooo?
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Hey.
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Where were you? We were so worried, Bri. You can't just disappear on us like that again.
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[ Her skateboard has got to be long gone, but at least she's pretty sure her communicator is safe in her bedroom somewhere. ]
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Hey, hey, I know that. I'm not blaming you, okay? It's not your fault.
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[ She sighs and scuffs one of her sneakers against the kitchen floor. ]
At least it's over now. Did I miss anything cool while I was gone?
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Nah, not really. More blackout. But it turns out, we don't get up to anything that cool when you're not around.
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[ She follows Cosima's gaze, looking for something good to eat. Jeez, there's hardly anything. What would Clara and Cosima do without her, seriously? ]
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[Starve, apparently. Cosima's already digging her phone out of her pocket, scrolling through her contacts.]
Thai, pizza, or sushi?
[Honestly, if Brianna said all of the above Cosima would easily agree.]