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[open] you say goodbye and i say hello

Apr 30, 2011 23:43

[originally, I was going to have actual situations set up so that people could interact with my characters and say goodbye. now, I'm thinking it's a better idea to have some situations, but if you want to have a personal, private goodbye with a character (like Josef and Kat, for example), just IM/PM me and we can figure out the logistics of the ( Read more... )

jessi jackson/lily fuchizaki, martha jones, mizuno ami/sailor mercury, katherine kirschenbaum, josef soltini, elena gilbert, kim whitmore, sunshine destiny willow albright-higgins, david hansen, molly satomi fuchizaki

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blazetodefine May 2 2011, 02:58:51 UTC

David never looks anyone in the eyes. In fact, he tends to not look directly at anyone's face. What he does see of Kim, David reads as male. He is on his way out of the Tower in time to notice the Ipod's fall to the floor.

He winces at the sight of the fall. It didn't sound good when it hit the floor. While electronics these days can stand up to quite a bit of damage, they all have their limits.

"Hey, is your... is it okay? The Ipod, I mean, I saw it drop."

butyouresocute May 2 2011, 04:55:12 UTC

"Um, kind of," Kim mutters, glancing up at David. He very carefully avoids the other angel's face as well, not really wanting to make eye contact for completely different reasons. His heart rate is going back up and he really doesn't need a stranger's help, but he's also frozen to the spot, not able to pull away and just go. Like he could without his music anyway.

The LCD is still fritzing and he pushes a few buttons, trying to get it to respond. Which it's not doing. He really hopes that it's lag because if it's not, this is a serious fucking problem.

blazetodefine May 2 2011, 23:32:09 UTC

David doesn't want to touch the Ipod, because he definitely would not know how to fix it and he doesn't want to somehow make it worse. It is not like he knows anything about mp3 players though he has one himself somewhere in his room.

The one he has isn't an Ipod.

"It might need a rest or a reset. When computers mess up, I just... usually restart it like turn off the power. It's not really a solution but it's..." He scratches the back of his head. "It might help."

butyouresocute May 7 2011, 20:36:36 UTC

A reset might do the trick, Kim thinks, and presses the two buttons. And holds them. Still not responding. He shakes his head, his entire body starting to tremble. "It's not --" He takes in a deep breath, trying to remind himself that he's safe, that there's no need to freak out.

Backing up, he finds a corner and flomps down in it. There's no way he's going to be able to go out without getting it working. He needs to compose himself. Figure out what to do.

blazetodefine May 10 2011, 02:00:46 UTC

David looks after Kim with concern when he moves to that corner. He is perceptive about people, and he noticed the tremble even if he doesn't understand the reason behind it. David doesn't move after him in case he needs the space, and he slides his hand through his hair.

The reset didn't work, and he has no idea how to fix technology at all.

"Do-- Is here some way I can help?"

butyouresocute May 10 2011, 02:30:28 UTC

"Not unless you happen to have another iPod on hand, with my music on it," Kim says with a shaky laugh. It's kind, he knows, for a stranger to try and help him. He doesn't completely understand why David wants to help, but he's not going to ask too many questions. Not because he doesn't question kindness -- oh, he does -- but because that would prolong this interaction. Although, he doesn't see how he's getting out of here any time soon. He'll have to wait until it's dark, and there aren't so many people or noises.

Wait. No. This is downtown Chicago. He's going to have to wait for far past night, which means his guardians are going to be pissed and probably --

The stress overwhelms him, and he ruins a perfectly good shirt as his wings unfold, pressing through the fabric. "Sorry," he says impulsively. It's better to apologize for anything, rather than get in trouble for it. "I -- don't handle stress well."

blazetodefine May 13 2011, 00:56:40 UTC

"I don't have an iPod, but I might have a mp3 player in my room. I would have to check, and I don't... know if it'll be music that you'll like," David admits, but he understands that it may simply be the need to drown out the world more than to listen to a specific kind of music.

It's why David carries around a notebook though he gets the sense that his own need to drown out the world is not quite as intense as this person's must be. He doesn't need it constantly, but if he's sitting, he likes that the notebook takes him out of what's happening. It's his way of observing, of detaching.

He glances over at the wings as they unfurl, careful to not look him in the eyes. David shakes his head. "There's nothing to be sorry about," he says quietly, calmly but with reassurance. "Do you want... to go see if I have one? You can... wait outside of my room."

butyouresocute May 13 2011, 01:06:17 UTC

Kim pauses, just staring at David for a long moment.

"Why would you do that for me?" he finally asks, his voice hollow. He honestly can't understand it. What does this person have to get out of helping a complete stranger? There has to be something. People don't just let strangers borrow their mp3 players for no reason.

"I mean, you don't even know me." His voice is pained, tired, hurt. It's hard to put on an act right now.

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