☈ strike #12 (action)

[thestormishere]

[ With the latest experiment screeching into an abrupt-as-always end, Lightning is, unsurprisingly, furious at everything because of it. Finding herself out in the middle of town, middle of the night, completely blindsided with the realization that everything she thought for the last week was a lie... that was not in her overall game-plan. The

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[unbalancedsoul]

[And that banging into walls is going to bring out one very annoyed resident of community building 4. Once she finds the source, she'll wince a bit at the reek of booze and cigarettes.

Still, if she didn't do something about this she'd never get back to her rest.] Hello?

[thestormishere]

...worse th'n-- ow!

[ Whatever something is worse than is cut off by another bang, however, Lightning accidentally kicking one of the stairs instead of stepping up on it properly. The sharp exclamation that follows it is more out of surprise and annoyance than actual pain, though. Heavy boots and all. ]

Hmn. [ She looks up at Aella from her lower position - half-bent, death-gripping the railing - but doesn't really answer. At least she managed to keep from falling? Yeah. ]

[unbalancedsoul]

[Aella's going to continue looking at the nearly fall over drunk in the stairway with a raised eyebrow. She's not going to reach to help her, not yet anyway. She's still reeling a bit from the smell.]

Need some help?

[thestormishere]

[ Being seen like this by a woman she knows lives in the building but not at all otherwise is... not what Lightning needs right now, and her frowning expression is intense as she - don't puke on the stairs - straightens up to try and get back to her upward journey. ]

No just ... sstupid village.

[unbalancedsoul]

[A frown. She's going to fall and crack her skull at this rate, and Aella as the nearest doctor would have to patch her up, wouldn't she.

Damn. Reaching over and grabbing her by the arm to steady her.] Come on, let's get you upstairs.

[thestormishere]

-- What? [ Lightning just stares at Aella as she takes her arm, her anger at the indignation of the past ten days still beating through her like it's fire in her blood, uncomprehending why someone would be trying to help.

And so she's compelled to elaborate, somehow: ] I'm jusst... thought I was sssomeone elze. [ Kind of? Hard to explain when the world is busy spinning so wildly at the moment, all because that 'someone else' eventually became so disturbed by what she saw in her dreams... ]

[unbalancedsoul]

I think we all did, some more then others. [She seemed to have gotten off easy, but losing all her memories of her life, her world, the things that made her who she was- It wasn't right, and it definitely was rage inducing. She already knew if she ever saw that Bil bastard in person she'd make him feel a world of hurt.]

Come on, I'll help you get upstairs then give you some medicine to clear your head. If you pass out in the hall or crack your head open it'll make a mess.

[thestormishere]

Tch...

I think... I c'n make it up just another ssset of stairss. [ Unfortunately, she's not all that appreciative of being talked to like that right now, and her annoyance is clear in the set of her body as she stares downward, focusing really hard on accomplishing that assertion.

Those stairs are an awful long ways down, though, and it just so happens to be right then that she's re-reminded just how awful the air hanging around her is. Why does this sort of thing have to happen to her? ]