versusnurture: (➵ oh murderess)
2013-12-22 10:48 pm

ten ♢ list + spam

gift list. )

flood spam } all over!

[Abigail receives a Coffee Dancer doll on the first day, which she thinks relatively little of. It's pretty enough, so she props it up on her desk and assumes if the other shoe is going to drop, she'll know soon enough.]

[By the second day, her wardrobe is radically changed, and she's attached at the hip - or, well, shoulder - to Slevin, who seems content to carry her around on his shoulder. They peer curiously and/or judgmentally around at everyone about 99% of the time. The other 1%, he puts her up on some high surface and goes to do something else, while she continues to scrutinize the other passengers.]
versusnurture: (➵ all the whitecaps)
2013-10-11 04:26 pm

fifth ♢ private + voice + spam

private | ben )

public } voice

[She cuts the feed on, then off. On/off, on/off, in strange but rhythmic patterns like Morse code.]

[She's fishing. Questions, accusations will come - she remembers that much from last time, with her real father, with Garret Hobbs, the Shrike. She wants them now. She doesn't want to wait.]


public } spam

[She doesn't change her routine, not even slightly. Which is not to say she's not afraid: she's terrified. There's no Freddie Lounds here to publicly doctor this story, to minimize her shame. Even if there was, she honestly isn't sure she'd want that anymore.]

[So she walks the halls and accepts what comes, goes to the art room, goes to lunch, visits Ben on his shift. Sometimes she goes to the CES and forgets where she is and how time passes. Hours and hours go by as she sits under a tree with her knees pulled up to her chest.]

[This is the only vulnerability she shows, and it is accidental.]


private )