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morethan084) wrote2021-06-30 02:30 pm
morethan084) wrote2021-06-30 02:30 pm
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Ximilia Inbox
// d.johnson
TEXT • AUDIO • VIDEO
XIMILIA
Why do you care?
[She's managed to find some place quiet away from others to let out all of her pent up emotions at least.]
[She's managed to find some place quiet away from others to let out all of her pent up emotions at least.]
[The message doesn't arrive until after Daisy is outside and away from others. Thanks for the assist, Viveca.]
Need you to do something.
[A favor. Even though he won't frame it as one.]
There's two kids in Ti’shaaz. Eleven and Ed. You need to keep an eye on them.
Need you to do something.
[A favor. Even though he won't frame it as one.]
There's two kids in Ti’shaaz. Eleven and Ed. You need to keep an eye on them.
You never asked me about my book
[Daisy sees the message but it takes her a long time to reply. She was going through books in the library, even if a lot of what she was reading wasn't things she could pull off. Since, you know, she's not a witch.
Still very much pissed off, she debates just leaving him on read.]
That's because I don't care.
Still very much pissed off, she debates just leaving him on read.]
That's because I don't care.
( The shift is jarring, an inrush of blinding light, a wash of warmth, and Braccia is just gone. For a half-second, Tony isn't quite sure where they are, but the light resolves into a platform crowded with crew mates, with friends. At a glance, he can see most everyone, in motion almost before he registers that he's moving, searching for one in particular: )
Hey! Daisy!
Hey! Daisy!
[Despite this being her second return to the station after a mission was finished, it was just as jarring as the first time. She keeps her arms close to her body, the pain radiating up and down them. This would've gone a lot better if she had her gauntlets, but there hadn't been time for Newt to finish creating them before they were brought into this mission.
Turning at the sound of someone calling her name, Daisy turns to see Tony approaching her.]
Hey.
[Breathless from both exerting herself and the pain, Daisy looks around to see everyone gathering themselves before her eyes land back on him.]
Great work out there. You okay?
Turning at the sound of someone calling her name, Daisy turns to see Tony approaching her.]
Hey.
[Breathless from both exerting herself and the pain, Daisy looks around to see everyone gathering themselves before her eyes land back on him.]
Great work out there. You okay?
so
what the fuck are you?
( he's not going to talk about the fact that he set a bomb off in the dream with her right there. he wants to know about those powers. )
what the fuck are you?
( he's not going to talk about the fact that he set a bomb off in the dream with her right there. he wants to know about those powers. )
[So that actually happened, didn't it? Well, not actually, but she experienced that with him in his dream.]
Hi to you too
I'm an Inhuman
Hi to you too
I'm an Inhuman
[He knows the way by now, the short distance from his room to the one Daisy is living in. But he doesn't know if she'll be alone, as he knocks on the door, gifts in hand and the very blue and very hideous sweater he found in a gift in the common area, pulled on.
Walking, the Darkling is starting to wonder if maybe an undershirt would have been a better idea. The fabric or yarn of the sweater feels too slick to be wool and too soft to be cotton against his bare skin.]
Daisy?
Walking, the Darkling is starting to wonder if maybe an undershirt would have been a better idea. The fabric or yarn of the sweater feels too slick to be wool and too soft to be cotton against his bare skin.]
Daisy?
[Daisy is struggling this morning, taking longer than usual to get ready. She might’ve gone a little too hard last night. Still, she managed to take a shower and get dressed before there’s a knock on her door.
Her stomach does a flip at the sound of his voice, and she doesn’t hesitate to answer the door. Smiling at him, her eyes are immediately drawn to his sweater.
Hand flying to her mouth she nearly doubles over in laughter.]
Oh my god.
Her stomach does a flip at the sound of his voice, and she doesn’t hesitate to answer the door. Smiling at him, her eyes are immediately drawn to his sweater.
Hand flying to her mouth she nearly doubles over in laughter.]
Oh my god.
[On the morning of the 25th, Daisy will find a wrapped gift outside her door. Inside is art that Clara's made, a large daisy dried and pressed between two panes of glass. It's all nicely mounted in a wooden frame that she's hand painted black. There's also a big bag of sweets that Clara made herself, and half of a little silver star charm that Clara acquired during their time in Braccia.
There's also a note inside.
Daisy,
Have I ever told you how grateful I am that we're friends? Don't think I have, so consider this your official notice. I know the dried flowers are a bit cliche, but when I saw them growing in Gyeongje I knew I wanted to give them to you someday. They may not be actual daisies, but they look close enough to the ones that grow on Earth that I thought they were beautiful.
Don't worry about finding someplace to wear the charm. I picked it up for you in Braccia to go along with our cover story. Never had the chance to give it to you then, but I wanted to now. I have the matching piece, and when we put them together they make a complete star.
Thank you for the girls nights, and always being there when I need you. Happy Christmas, Daisy.
Love,
Clara
There's also a note inside.
Daisy,
Have I ever told you how grateful I am that we're friends? Don't think I have, so consider this your official notice. I know the dried flowers are a bit cliche, but when I saw them growing in Gyeongje I knew I wanted to give them to you someday. They may not be actual daisies, but they look close enough to the ones that grow on Earth that I thought they were beautiful.
Don't worry about finding someplace to wear the charm. I picked it up for you in Braccia to go along with our cover story. Never had the chance to give it to you then, but I wanted to now. I have the matching piece, and when we put them together they make a complete star.
Thank you for the girls nights, and always being there when I need you. Happy Christmas, Daisy.
Love,
Clara
[ a few days after christmas, daisy will find a small rolled up piece of paper, tied by simple string. it isn't signed with a name, but there's the lingering scent of cigarette smoke, along with the careful scribble of a poem: ]
Does the wind make you shiver
—does it?
does its howl make you cower
as you lift your head
in its wake?
Or does your own feet
shatter the chaos
that would leave you Trembling
finding your own strength
in honest skin
( When Daisy gets back to her room that evening, she'll find a simply-wrapped package waiting for her. Inside, there's a sealed tin of medicated salve–'for muscle aches', as the handwritten label denotes–and what appears to be a set of thin, matte black thermals, with an accompanying note:
We line our orbital dive suits with these. They should absorb some of the bounce-back from your abilities, and keep you from bruising when you use them.
Merry Christmas,
Leonard)
We line our orbital dive suits with these. They should absorb some of the bounce-back from your abilities, and keep you from bruising when you use them.
Merry Christmas,
Leonard)
[Nothing too fancy to see here, Daisy. Just two wrapped presents! One is pretty small — and upon unwrapping, she'll find... a box of bandaids. But not just any bandaids!
The second box is a bit bigger, with a note attached. It reads as follows:
'Open these with your powers! No hammers! We'll dye the prettiest ones in the lab.
- Newt'
The present is a bit childish, but, well. What'd you expect from him? Happy holidays, and enjoy your geode kit. ;)]
The second box is a bit bigger, with a note attached. It reads as follows:
'Open these with your powers! No hammers! We'll dye the prettiest ones in the lab.
- Newt'
The present is a bit childish, but, well. What'd you expect from him? Happy holidays, and enjoy your geode kit. ;)]
( He gets wind of what happened maybe a day or so later and, like clockwork, shows up at her door in due course, rapping his knuckles against the frame just after lunch. )
Daisy, it's Dr. McCoy.
Daisy, it's Dr. McCoy.
[Too stressed to sleep, Daisy's been staring at the wall for about an hour now while she plays out different scenarios of how this mission may go.
Startled by the knock on the door, Daisy slowly gets to her feet when Leonard speaks up.
Doctor McCoy. Oh, he so knows whats happened. It's not like it's some big secret, she just didn't want him to add her onto his growing list of concerns. It takes her a minute to make it to the door, hand pressed against her side before she forces herself to straighten up. As if that somehow make her look less like she's in pain.
Pale, disheveled and wearing one of Andy's night shirts she finally pulls open the door.]
Hey.
[She drops her hand from her side and steps out of the way.]
Everything okay?
[As if she doesn't know why he's here.]
Startled by the knock on the door, Daisy slowly gets to her feet when Leonard speaks up.
Doctor McCoy. Oh, he so knows whats happened. It's not like it's some big secret, she just didn't want him to add her onto his growing list of concerns. It takes her a minute to make it to the door, hand pressed against her side before she forces herself to straighten up. As if that somehow make her look less like she's in pain.
Pale, disheveled and wearing one of Andy's night shirts she finally pulls open the door.]
Hey.
[She drops her hand from her side and steps out of the way.]
Everything okay?
[As if she doesn't know why he's here.]
[Is it the middle of the night in Scorpion’s Bend? Probably. Are everyone and their mother fast asleep? Debatable.
That doesn’t stop this one dashing time lord from doing what he needs to do and exploring every nook and cranny around this town.
Now, some might use the doorway to crack into an establishment but the Doctor is opting to use the upstairs windows. Whose place is this? He doesn’t know. Or at least he forgot. But he is still going to slip in any way and land feet first in their bedroom.]
That doesn’t stop this one dashing time lord from doing what he needs to do and exploring every nook and cranny around this town.
Now, some might use the doorway to crack into an establishment but the Doctor is opting to use the upstairs windows. Whose place is this? He doesn’t know. Or at least he forgot. But he is still going to slip in any way and land feet first in their bedroom.]
[Daisy, despite being dead asleep, wakes up the instant she hears a loud thump. It's dark in the room, so all she can see is an unfamiliar figure looming near her bed. Acting on instinct, despite her attempts to not use her powers here, she raises her hand and sends whoever it is flying backwards into the wall near the door.]
What the hell do you think you're--?!
[Daisy's on her feet, ready to use her powers again when she catches sight of him in the dim light.]
Shit.
[Well, now she feels bad. Even if she's confused as to why the hell he's in her room.]
What are you doing here?
What the hell do you think you're--?!
[Daisy's on her feet, ready to use her powers again when she catches sight of him in the dim light.]
Shit.
[Well, now she feels bad. Even if she's confused as to why the hell he's in her room.]
What are you doing here?
Edited 2022-01-21 04:06 (UTC)
Daisy, this is Leonard, I'm just calling to check in. Let me know if there's anything you need while we're back.
I feel like I should be the one checking in on you.
I heard what happened, how are you doing?
I heard what happened, how are you doing?
it's not like we went in there thinking
'hey this is getting a little stale, let's get thrown in a dungeon and possibly executed.'
[Hi Leonard.]
'hey this is getting a little stale, let's get thrown in a dungeon and possibly executed.'
[Hi Leonard.]
Edited 2022-03-19 02:33 (UTC)
[Good going, grandpa Joe.]
it's only been an hour and im already over it
how's hell?
it's only been an hour and im already over it
how's hell?
[ So. He's been there, done that. Not in Taeum, admittedly, but on the raft. As a result, when he checks in he sounds a bit softer. ]
How's things, Daisy?
[ And that right there - maybe proof that even if he keeps his voice relatively light and might even tease a bit, there's genuine concern there and he's taking this situation very seriously. ]
How's things, Daisy?
[ And that right there - maybe proof that even if he keeps his voice relatively light and might even tease a bit, there's genuine concern there and he's taking this situation very seriously. ]
Oh, you know. Just chilling in a dungeon.
[Hi Sam.]
Trying to figure out a way to get the hell out of here. They made it harder by shutting off our powers, otherwise this place would already be in ruins.
Smart on their part.
[Hi Sam.]
Trying to figure out a way to get the hell out of here. They made it harder by shutting off our powers, otherwise this place would already be in ruins.
Smart on their part.
[ daisy had given every indication that she wanted space even if she hadn't outright said so, and andy had allowed it. time is nebulous, and she knows there was a gap between their last real conversation and the start of the new mission, but she couldn't say precisely how long it was. ]
[ and then daisy hadn't ended up in hell, stretching that time further. once the communications are opened, andy does a cursory catch up as people explode with their check ins and infodumps, whereupon she discovers daisy is in jail. ]
Looks like you're in dire need of a jailbreak. How heavenlike.
[ and then daisy hadn't ended up in hell, stretching that time further. once the communications are opened, andy does a cursory catch up as people explode with their check ins and infodumps, whereupon she discovers daisy is in jail. ]
Looks like you're in dire need of a jailbreak. How heavenlike.
Edited 2022-03-20 03:44 (UTC)
[Daisy goes through a roller coaster of emotions all within seconds at seeing an alert come up that Andy has messaged her.
She meant to reach out to her sooner, but then everything with Newt just made her spiral even more. Isolate herself more.]
I think they’re beginning to realize I don’t belong here.
She meant to reach out to her sooner, but then everything with Newt just made her spiral even more. Isolate herself more.]
I think they’re beginning to realize I don’t belong here.
[ Jim has spent a good amount of his energy today being incredibly upset at Finn. The fight has left him, so to speak, and when he reaches out to Daisy, although there is a lingering edge of concern to his tone, he just sounds incredibly tired above all else. ]
Daisy. It's Jim. I've heard about what happened. How are you doing?
Daisy. It's Jim. I've heard about what happened. How are you doing?
Hey, Jim.
[She had been sleeping for a while, but woke up with a terrible crick in her neck.]
Well, I made friends with a rat in here. So.
[She's not even joking, which is the sad part.]
Just biding my time while I try to come up with a plan to get out of here. How are you doing? Got worried when I didn't see you and the others up here.
[She had been sleeping for a while, but woke up with a terrible crick in her neck.]
Well, I made friends with a rat in here. So.
[She's not even joking, which is the sad part.]
Just biding my time while I try to come up with a plan to get out of here. How are you doing? Got worried when I didn't see you and the others up here.
Text. un: Kirigan (after com lines open- Upstairs/Downstairs mission)
cruelyethuman
2022-03-20 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Are you there?
[Daisy meant to reach out to him, but then she got arrested...]
hey
im here
are you okay?
hey
im here
are you okay?
（ despite his annoyance and complete willingness to let her die a slow, miserable death to dehydration, finn seems to care for her — and he cares enough for finn that he can recognize the man would feel horrific guilt if she died as a result of the actions they undertook to, you know, go fight god.
so, a little crow — not a summon, but a clone transformed under an illusion — hops up to the bars of her cell with a little care package.
she can take her stubbornness and shove it, he just won't let her know who's making the deliveries. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ）
so, a little crow — not a summon, but a clone transformed under an illusion — hops up to the bars of her cell with a little care package.
she can take her stubbornness and shove it, he just won't let her know who's making the deliveries. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ）
That...could have gone worse, I suppose.
[Blue gently dabs at Daisy's nose with a cotton swab, first just trying to clean excess blood before disinfecting it. it was just a punch, but better safe than sorry!]
I've sent our transcriptions to the network, so hopefully your injury won't be in vain...
[Blue gently dabs at Daisy's nose with a cotton swab, first just trying to clean excess blood before disinfecting it. it was just a punch, but better safe than sorry!]
I've sent our transcriptions to the network, so hopefully your injury won't be in vain...
[Head tilted back as Blue wipes at her nose, Daisy’s face scrunches up at the sharp scent of the disinfectant hits her.]
I’m fine, it’s not broken.
[It doesn’t feel broken anyway, but the skin around it is slightly swollen and red already.]
Seems like a lot of people are gathering a lot of information. Just wish I could’ve talked to that guy more. Feels like he’s not being completely honest.
I’m fine, it’s not broken.
[It doesn’t feel broken anyway, but the skin around it is slightly swollen and red already.]
Seems like a lot of people are gathering a lot of information. Just wish I could’ve talked to that guy more. Feels like he’s not being completely honest.
[It’s a relief to hear from Clara after the whirlwind that just happened. Is still happening.]
Still trying to figure that out
I’m at the crime scene right now
I know you didn’t do it, but did you speak with the family before everything happened? I don’t understand how they even got your name.
Still trying to figure that out
I’m at the crime scene right now
I know you didn’t do it, but did you speak with the family before everything happened? I don’t understand how they even got your name.
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