031 Summons ❈ Dictated ❈ or Action (Backdated to Oct. 8th)

[rose_of_battle]

[Two weeks. It's been two weeks of silence. A silence that's slowly being broken by a dream. Only it's not a dream. It's a rush of memories. Of final moments of anger and terror. Memories that quickly fade like a dream does in the daylight as the realization that she was feeling--feeling--something beneath her. And over her.

Eyes snapping open, she sits up, gasping and disoriented as she tries to bring the dream back while tightly gripping the blankets of her bed. Her bed. After a moment, she realizes she's in her room at the castle and she's filled with an unexplained dread and fear. Still foggy, she hurries out of bed--throwing her journal to the floor in the process--and stands on wobbly legs, saying the first thing that comes to mind in a rough--though familiar--voice unaware that others can hear it.]

I want a new room.

[After that, she heads out, stopping to turn and look at the bed once more and taking a step back at the feeling of terror that fills her--almost rendering her immobile. But it's the anger that follows it that gets her moving. Something terrible had happened to her--that much she knows--but what, she has no clue. She only knows that whatever it was, it had happened in her room and she really doesn't want to be there right now.

Her stomach tells her where to head and soon, she's in the kitchen, fixing food and dictating into her journal.]

[Filtered to those she considers friends. (If she's talked to you, you're a friend)]

I'm here. And I'm okay. [No she's not.]

If anyone wants something to eat, I'm in the kitchen. I seem to have made too much.

[Subtle invite to join her. She wants to talk. Help her out?]

Okay. I'll talk to you soon.

[/]

[ooc: Sheena's back! You can talk to her over the journal, or catch her in the kitchen! And like the filter says: if she's spoken to you--either in a world change or not--she considers you a friend.

EDIT: Adding that she doesn't know anything about anyone else being murdered, since she hasn't checked the journal yet, so feel free to tell her!]

Comments

Kitchen

[3nterprising]

[The news that Sheena had been taken had numbed Faye a little more, in addition to when Spike had died. Losing someone still hurt, but clinging to the hope that they would come back somehow made things better.]

Want me to take some of that off your hands?

That is a gorgeous icon!

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena looks up at the new voice and gives her a smile. She's happy to see her friend, but the smile is still missing something.]

Sure! If you're hungry, help yourself.

Thank you!

[3nterprising]

[Faye takes a seat nest to Sheena and begins picking off of her plate.]

Welcome back.

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena looks at her wryly.]

I meant you can fix your own plate.

[But, she doesn't stop her, and in fact, joins in the picking--only less.]

Thanks.

[She sighs and looks ahead, unseeing.]

It's kind of weird, though...

[3nterprising]

[Faye? Fix her own plate when there's a perfectly good one right here?]

What kind of weird?

Action?

[toobravehearted]

[He's not sure he would be classed as a friend yet, really. He does know he enjoyed Sheena's company and assistance with that pesky horse, and that alone is a reason to see her, regardless of what happened. Relieved to hear her voice over the journal, he makes his way down to the kitchen and sees just how much food she did make.]

Hello. I think you have enough there for an army.

That's fine!

[rose_of_battle]

[Well, Sheena considers him a friend, and has for a while.

She turns and looks from him to the food and chuckles a little.]

Yeah, I did. Would you like some?

[toobravehearted]

[Perception and memory in Paradisa is a grand thing when one has it. He gives Sheena a nod and a quick smile.]

I came down to ask if you needed a hand actually, but you seem to have it, well, all in hand. What are you having to start? Although, I must say, I think I can add to that. [And with that he'll put the kettle on. Who can refuse tea?]

[rose_of_battle]

[Yeah, too many people have been forgotten thanks to the castle... Sisters forgetting brothers; it kinda ticks her off.]

No, not in fixing anything. But in eating it, I do. [She looks over everything she's made.] To be honest, I don't know where to begin? Go right to left, left to right, or start in the middle and go from there?

[She chuckles as she says this, but it's clear that both the cooking and the eating are meant as a distraction, and ohhh oh, he's only helping with the tea.]

Is that for tea? If it is, I'll definitely have some!

[Obviously, she can't refuse.]

[whistles_the_blues]

[Blues doesn't eat food, nor does he really know if Sheena is actually his friend or not. But he got the filter and he's in a decent mood today so he'll make his way down to the kitchen.

He's got an E-Tank in hand as he nonchalantly enters the kitchen and takes a seat at the table. He'll glance over at Sheena while she's busy preparing the food.]

Hey.

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena turns as he enters, giving him a smile as she takes a tray of cookies out of the oven.

The last time they had spoken hadn't been very good, and in fact, she had been rude to him at first. This time, she's going to make up for it.]

Hi, Blues. How are you doing?

[whistles_the_blues]

[For the most part, he was rude to almost everyone he met. It didn't really bother him if someone else was rude to him.]

As well as I can be in a place like this, you?

[rose_of_battle]

[She looks at him, her expression saying it all.]

You know, I'm not really sure how to answer that.

[Dictated]

[therealrisette]

Sheena!

[Yep, no more 'Sheena-san' or even 'Sheena-chan', because Hogwarts!Sheena told her it was okay to drop honorifics.]

... I'll be right there, okay?

[She sure seems happy to hear from her! And true to her word, she'll be there in a flash. ... But she has her journal open as she makes her way down.]

[Dictated]

[rose_of_battle]

[It takes Sheena a moment to recognize the voice, which seems kind of distant in her memory right now.]

Rise? Rise, is that you?

[She's sure it is, but she wonders if the girl can hear her or see what's been said; she sounds like she's almost running.]

[Action]

[therealrisette]

[She does and she doesn't. Meaning she hears Sheena ask, but she doesn't reply because she's almost at the kitchen already.

The little pop starlet appears in the doorway shortly, scanning over the kitchen until she catches sight of the familiar woman.

Smiling brightly, she rushes forward and practically tackles the poor unsuspecting ninja, hugging her tightly. Hopefully, Sheena won't mind that too much.]

You're really back~!

[She knew, of course. People die and come back here. But this is the first time it's happened to a friend! She was beginning to worry it might be different this time...]

[Action]

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena's barely turned at the sound of someone at the door when she finds herself on the receiving end of a strong hug.]

Rise!

Action forever

[whichwayyoulean]

[He doesn't respond to the journal, instead makes a very rare journey out of his room, heading right to the kitchen to find her. To see for himself that she's alive and back. He stays by the doorway for a moment, just watching, trying to make the worry less obvious in his features and failing miserably]

Hey you.

Always

[rose_of_battle]

[Sheena's in the middle of organizing the food buffet-style for anyone coming into the kitchen when he shows up, using the task to keep her thoughts about things at bay.

She's so focused on it that she doesn't hear his footsteps, so when he speaks, she jumps and literally drops what she's doing. It takes her a moment to turn to him, the forced chuckle over her clumsiness stopped even before it can begin when she sees him.

This is one person she can't hide anything from. Ever. And she won't insult him by trying.]

Hey.

[whichwayyoulean]

[He stays on the periphery for a moment, torn between staying put and hugging the heck out of her. He's had people, friends, die on him before, but it doesn't make the sting any less sharp]

It'd be a stupid question to ask how you're doing, huh?

[rose_of_battle]

[Dude, hug her. She probably needs it just as much as you do.

She shakes her head slowly.]

No, it's not stupid at all. The answer may be a little hard, though.

[Caring about others is one of your best qualities, Once-ler, and feeling those stings proves. Don't ever lose that quality.]

Sheena

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike doesn't buy that she's okay, because he wasn't. Still isn't, if he's being honest. Dying here isn't a peaceful experience by any means, let alone waking up. But she seems to have it together more than he did.

It takes him a while to think of anything to say. He only does because he felt... some form of guilt, even if it wasn't his fault, and even then he struggles more than usual to welcome her back.]

What's on the menu?

Spike

[rose_of_battle]

[He's probably not the only one. As much as she hates to admit it, those who know her and have become her friends can usually tell when she's lying.

And sometimes, the lies work well enough to convince HER that everything's okay because truly, she doesn't have everything together as well as he thinks. If she had, she'd be doing something other than cooking to help her not remember what happened.

Which is NOT his fault. At all.]

A little of everything. I even have some cookies here if you'd like to try some.

Sheena

[gottaknockhard]

[Cooking and baking is a fine enough substitute for dealing, as far as Spike is concerned. It gives him something else to talk about.]

I don't have much of a sweet tooth. But you picked a good time.

Spike

[rose_of_battle]

Well, there's more than just cookies here, so you'd be set either way.

[There's a lot said in just that simple statement about how she's feeling...]

So, come on down. There's even some tea if you want.