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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 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.