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starhuevalley2018-08-15 05:57 pm
deathwished) wrote in starhuevalley2018-08-15 05:57 pm
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[action/log/thing] first day here
Who: First scenario is Ray and Zack only, but the second is Ray and whoever runs across her!
What: Ray arrives at an odd hour, gets brought home, and then does some exploring. Also, one of the buses has lost part of its roof. Whoops.
[1. Arriving]
[The town is asleep when this bus screeches to a stop a few feet away from the actual bus stop. Yes, screeches, and it's clear why at a glance: there's a hole in the roof, as if something crashed through with great force.
The agitated driver exits, carrying what looks like a silvery package. Once they put it down though, it's obvious that it's not a package - just a small, worryingly pale girl with pale blonde hair and a white coat. The driver looks even more agitated as they shout concerns at the tiny thing.
People are not around to see how the girl doesn't react, nor how it unnerves the driver so badly they climb back into the bus and make a U-turn without even looking for anyone at the stop.
Rachel just stands there, like a tiny, discarded doll, and nobody is there. Nobody decent, anyway.
So that, of course, means...]
[2. Exploring]
[Decent people will probably run into Ray wandering around town, not much worse for wear despite her weird arrival. She's mostly on the edges of town, in the less populated areas. The woods, for instance, or the edges of other farms. She might be near the stores and whatnot, but not often.
For such a tiny teenager, her eyes are surprisingly dead-looking. There's no emotion on her face, and it's probably a little unnerving to see!
Maybe it's for the best that she shies away from the more populated areas. She's only trying to familiarize herself with the layout, after all; she's not actively trying to spook people by wandering around and being herself in their midst.]
What: Ray arrives at an odd hour, gets brought home, and then does some exploring. Also, one of the buses has lost part of its roof. Whoops.
[1. Arriving]
[The town is asleep when this bus screeches to a stop a few feet away from the actual bus stop. Yes, screeches, and it's clear why at a glance: there's a hole in the roof, as if something crashed through with great force.
The agitated driver exits, carrying what looks like a silvery package. Once they put it down though, it's obvious that it's not a package - just a small, worryingly pale girl with pale blonde hair and a white coat. The driver looks even more agitated as they shout concerns at the tiny thing.
People are not around to see how the girl doesn't react, nor how it unnerves the driver so badly they climb back into the bus and make a U-turn without even looking for anyone at the stop.
Rachel just stands there, like a tiny, discarded doll, and nobody is there. Nobody decent, anyway.
So that, of course, means...]
[2. Exploring]
[Decent people will probably run into Ray wandering around town, not much worse for wear despite her weird arrival. She's mostly on the edges of town, in the less populated areas. The woods, for instance, or the edges of other farms. She might be near the stores and whatnot, but not often.
For such a tiny teenager, her eyes are surprisingly dead-looking. There's no emotion on her face, and it's probably a little unnerving to see!
Maybe it's for the best that she shies away from the more populated areas. She's only trying to familiarize herself with the layout, after all; she's not actively trying to spook people by wandering around and being herself in their midst.]
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[He marches right over (complete with boots stompin' and all), and clamps a hand onto her head before shaking her.]
What are you even doing here?! What, did you think going on some magical fucking bus was gonna be a faster way to get out or something?! I knew you looked dead, but I didn't think your brain would die too!!
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...Zack, you were aiming for an air duct, remember? But somehow I got here instead...
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[Now it's his turn to furrow his brows. And stare in complete, dumbfounded confusion for a moment because what.]
...did you take some weird shit on the ride too? 'Cause you must have busted it harder than you thought. Last I remember, we just got up to B4!
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[This is weird.]
You really don't remember?
[Then he probably doesn't remember-- any of the rest of that floor... How sad.]
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[He squints a for a moment. Mm, she doesn't seem like she's lying. But, on the other hand...who knows? Either way, he grips at his scythe once more.]
You ain't lying to me, are ya?
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[Even if he doesn't remember it-- he swore to God he'd kill her.
She won't lie to someone who would do that. Not about something like this, anyway.]
You threw me into the air duct, but somehow I fell into the bus instead. That's what I remember.
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...tch.
[His hold on his scythe loosens. Honestly, what was he thinking? A girl like her lying to him?? There's no way. Which means there's only one other solution.]
If you can remember another floor and I can't, it's gotta be this place spewing all this magic bullshit then. Else we would've remembered the same thing.
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...Magic exists here?
[It isn't you, Zack, it's the whole idea of magic being a thing. Zack doesn't lie, but boy is this a difficult concept to wrap her mind around.]
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[How to even begin with something he doesn't even know at all; he scratches the back of his head and grumbles a little.]
I don't really get it, but weird stuff happens here. How the hell else would you explain a bus getting through a building and picking us up without crashing into shit?
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[Wow, then that means he really did...]
So you threw really, really, really hard, then.
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[BAP.]
No, dipshit! I said weird stuff happens here! What kind of person would be strong enough to throw someone into another world?!
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You.
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[He bops her head again.]
Ugh, fuck it. What the hell's your address so I can come over or something?
[...can they even give kids their own farm? Eh, who knows. He'd ask if he were smarter, but he doesn't.]
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Address? Address... But I don’t live here. Do I?
[Both of you morons, look for the newbie gift pack!!!]
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[Only question is where is it? Doesn't look like Ray had pockets, as far as he saw. Maybe...
His eyes shift to her bag and lifts a finger to point at it.]
Hey, check your bag. It's gotta be in there.
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[ Hesitantly, she nods and opens the bag, rifling around in it (and making sure Zack doesn’t see anything interesting. It’s easy enough in the dark, to conceal her mother’s weapon—)
She pulls out what should be a map, but is a note instead. After a quick scan, she states:]
The letter says I don’t have a farm, and that it’s better if I find a relative, legal guardian, or someone like that willing to take me in.
[She does not have those, and she doesn’t want to impose. This may be a problem, and she reads through the letter again, thoughtfully.]
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[Weird. But, he does sigh a bit in relief. Least she won't be left alone.]
Alright, guess you're coming with me.
[Without even hesitating, he wraps an arm around Ray and hoists her via luggage style before heading off to his farm.]
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Are you sure? I don’t want to be a burden.
[That’s pretty much the opposite of being helpful, after all.]
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[TOO HARSH. But, he was never one to hold back, no matter how blunt it is.]
'Sides, we're still working together, right? Even if we're in another place, that ain't changing.
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I’m sorry.
[Never mind the details, it’s still her fault, she’s a burden useless no wonder they wouldn’t listen—
The rest of what he says makes her look up again.]
There’s still something I can help with here?
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[A beat.]
...do you know any of this farming shit?
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[Thankfully, though, Ray does have functioning brain cells. Even if she doesn’t know, she can-]
But...if there are books on how to, then I can learn. Is that okay?
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[Still, she does know how to read;his sigh comes out less annoyed and more resigned.]
...yeah, you can. And I'll do my part too, in case you get stuck on something.
[3, 2, 1- aaaand here it is! Honestly, Zack's place doesn't look too great coming up the path to the house. Weeds growing everywhere, rocks abound, a shabby shack beside; the inside doesn't look too great either as Zack lightly kicks the door open. It's not too much, but there's trash everywhere, with apple cores and bags of dirty chip bags strewn about.
But...they're here. In a world completely different from their own, yet offering some sort of peace at the same time (no matter how much Zack may complain about it) without the threat of any traps and the other floor masters. It's odd, but a life here can be managed somehow for the time being. For however long they'll be allowed to stay here until another opportunity to leave comes.]
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She can do that.
That last statement, though? She actually smiles just a bit. It's a hollow thing, but it's there. (Has anyone offered to help this kid before...?)]
Mm. I'll do my best. Thank you.