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Ever have a point where your char wants to contact/interact with Lindsay one-on-one but don't think it's quite worth a whole post to cover it? Or had an interaction in the logs that's getting too long? Or even something that we missed, date-wise? That's what this post is for! Post here to contact Lindsay anytime, anywhere

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[action, october 24th]

[poppetry]

[ Lindsay is one of many people she's trying to find today.

She doesn't know how to make amends. She doesn't know how to make better something so completely horrible.

But she knows she's got to try.

The only problem is that she barely knew some of her ... "victims." It was both better and worse than reaping her close friends -- her best friend and her boyfriend -- had been. Better in that it didn't knife her in the heart quite so much to have done it. Worse in knowing that, which made her feel even guiltier.... and worse in that these strangers probably thought her a hateful monster.

It wouldn't be that far from the truth, whispered her unhappy, bitter thoughts.

So she is looking. Lindsay will probably see her before she sees Lindsay. [

[action, october actually I think was suppposed to be 25th...?]

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[It's been a long, long day. The blast mask had finally dropped off her face, as if it itself was frustrated with how often it was having to explode on her, and she was not sorry to see it go.

So yes, maybe it was an experiment. These... masks. And the moon. Whatever. The last experiment had been... well it was fine. Awkward and embarrassing sometimes, but fun.

This had been nothing short of torture.

Lindsay isn't exactly the most attentive to her surroundings, but there is one point where she does look up, and...

Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. She can't be that unlucky.

There isn't that much to mark the shift, just a sudden, sharp intake of breath, and several hasty steps backwards, eyes wide and terrified, even chancing a glance backward. Please don't notice her again. Please...]

[action, october ..... whichev. |D 25th]

[poppetry]

[ Xion hears it. And she looks up to see this girl reeling away from her looking like she's seen ....

.... well ....

a monster.

All color drains from her face, and she almost runs herself. Instead, half on instinct, she raises her hands in a placating gesture. ] Wait, please! Please, I just ... I'm not .... going to hurt you. [ Her voice catches, almost as if on a sob. ] I just ... I wanted to apologize.

[action, october yay! 25th]

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[The plea itself doesn't make her stop, not initially. It takes a few seconds for the words to filter through her panic. After that she comes to a halt, though she's still stiff, shoulders raised and tight, her head ducked.
Thylos for his part - though he's been a little bit leery of Lindsay all while she had the blast mask on - has drawn closer, tail flicking and watching the proceedings.

Which is more than can be said about Lindsay. She refuses to look up. She can't, not right now... But she's not running, at the moment. It's all the indication she's can give right now that she'll hear Xion out. She's fighting every instinct to bolt, before something else happens again.]

[action, october 25th]

[poppetry]

[ ... she wants to leave. This is almost too much to bear. Words from a long time ago ring in her ears, horrible and burning.

"So I'm supposed to be fine with the idea that something killed you without any idea how to avoid it? ... You could at least tell me what not to do if I don't want to suddenly drop dead."

And those were words from a friend. A good friend. Fenimore....

She's a monster. A hideous, awful, terrible monster, and Lindsay's face shows her the truth of that. It rips her apart inside. But this isn't about her.

Xion straightens, struggling to keep a handle on her wildly fluctuating emotions. Her voice quivers, but she manages to get the words out. ]

I wasn't ... myself. The mask it ... [ she shuts her eyes. ] I should have stopped it. But I let it control me, and I did all those horrible things... I'm so sorry for what I did to you. I ... I know I can never make it up to you, and if you never want to see me again, I ... I'll leave you alone. Forever. I just ... I just had to say I was sorry.

[action, october 25th]

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[She... she should say something. Anything. Part of her really, really wants to believe that, that it was all just this... this experiment and these masks that were making everybody act strange, that made one person cling to her arm and another hold a sword to her throat and... And this person... she didn't sound cruel, or anything at all like she had two days ago, but...

The other part of her is still so scared though. There's no anger, or hatred or anything on her face... just fear.

... come on, say something!] I...

[She swallows, tries again] I... [But... what does she even want to say?]

[action, october 25th]

[poppetry]

[ ... now it is too much. It's too much, the fear on that face.

Xion turns away, tugging at the collar of the jacket she's wearing, fighting the compulsive urge to put up her hood. To open a dark portal and just vanish and never come back because who wants such a hideous monster, anyway.

She does neither of these things. The portal would probably only scare Lindsay more, and that's the last thing she wants. Her voice is very faint, as it drifts back over her shoulder. ]

I ... I'll leave you alone now. ... sorry.

[ She goes. Lindsay might stop her, if she really wanted. But Xion won't otherwise turn back. ]