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Entry tags:
- !mingle,
- !ota,
- - event: character death,
- - plot: siren's call,
- circe: circe,
- dmc: kat,
- harry potter: sirius black,
- izombie: liv moore,
- izombie: major lilywhite,
- izombie: ravi chakrabarti,
- marvel: bucky barnes,
- marvel: frank castle,
- marvel: jessica jones,
- marvel: kamala khan,
- marvel: natasha romanoff,
- marvel: peggy carter,
- sanctuary: john druitt,
- tlou: owen prichard,
- tvd: elena gilbert,
- va: rose hathaway
[MINGLE] PLOT: Siren's Call
WHERE: Anywhere
WHEN: August 25-26
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Mental manipulation, drowning, death
NOTES: Details here. This post is for EVERYONE, not just the affected. Please make sure and note if your thread is locked for plot purposes.
WHEN: August 25-26
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Mental manipulation, drowning, death
NOTES: Details here. This post is for EVERYONE, not just the affected. Please make sure and note if your thread is locked for plot purposes.
It began slowly.
A wisp of song or familiar sound on the breeze swept in from the lake. No source to be found, only the uneasy feeling it had been heard before as it coiled itself steadily inside the minds of the chosen. The sound was a mantra, pulsing soft at first and then louder, growing over days until it seemed to fill the skull, relentless. Come here, the lake whispered, cajoled, shouted. It is cool and quiet beneath the waves.
Come here, it presses now in time with the melody until there is nothing but to blindly follow. The water is calling.
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Just seems like a lot of people are feeling irritable. Every now and then, she'll hear someone hum, and either it carries on or they cut themselves short. There's a lot of staring going on too, which is fine, the place is boring as hell, but if she's not crazy, it's always in the same direction. In which Jess is squinting, contemplating the merits of checking it out, when Kamala calls her name.
"Whoa, hey," Jess says through her last bite of food. She pushes herself off the ground and swipes the dirt and twigs from her palms onto her jeans. Nothing appears to be chasing her but Jess keeps staring vigilantly the way she came until Kamala clears things up. "What's up? You okay?"
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She clarifies more calmly. "Something is really wrong with me. I don't know what to do."
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"Okay," she breathes, forcing her hands open. "Just tell me what's happening to you." And where is your mother. And why can't you be bleeding all over the place, which Jess would have some idea how to handle, instead of possibly brainwashed or god knows what else.
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She pales because she really, really doesn't want to say this. It's disgusting. It's definitely huge on the list of sins or so Aamir would remind her if he were around. Maybe she's getting carried away. She's such a drama queen sometimes. Maybe this is a waste of time. Maybe, maybe, maybe... her brain gets carried away with all the reasons why she doesn't have to say it. Kamala has to look down at her feet in order to force the words out past her suddenly dry throat. "I think it wants me to kill myself. Like Ophelia-style." She wouldn't be Kamala if she didn't turn to a story to explain something very complicated and terrifying.
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Jess struggles through a dry swallow and attempts a comforting pat of Kamala's shoulder that's more of an awkward prod of her fingers.
"Then let's get you to a nunnery," she urges gently, nodding towards the fountain and the village's main crossroads. "My house. I'm talking about my house, come on."
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"I'm sorry if this is a lot. I just didn't know what else to do." Jess is terrifying in a way that would make a teenage girl feel safer just by having her around.
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"It's okay, it's not your fault," she stiltedly assures her as they walk. "I know you don't want to drown yourself." It's a vibe Jess never totally outgrew, that Kamala doesn't have. "We'll keep you away from water, all right?" Because that always works in the CW shows.
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"Think about what you like about life." The multiverse's biggest ever Do as I say, Not as I do lesson is now being taught. When Jess used to try this trick, it was a much shorter list, but Kamala should have an easier time with it, and Jess just wants to keep her mind distracted. Keyed up, she's still keeping an eye out for a threat she can't see coming. "Ten things. Say them out loud."
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"Okay." It unsurprisingly doesn't take her long to come up with a list. She really does love life even if she's not where she should be from her perspective. "My family, my friends, superheroes, stories, dogs, hiking, the sun, lunch with Frank, cute animals which is totally different from dogs, and writing."
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"Does cute animals include that yummy-looking green thing?" That oughta rile her up.
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Kamala gets predictably flustered. It soon switches to indignation at the suggestion. "Jessica! Don't say she's yummy! She is a super sweet and charming girl who we are definitely not going to eat!!!"
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"Not right now. But in winter, after everything stops growing and we're living on two month old potatoes, who knows." She poses it so casually.
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CastleCasa Jones. Jess's paranoia is starting to subside, with her not sneaking a glance at their six every other minute.Frank draws a line at cute animals all right. He draws it all around them in a circle with himself inside. Not for the first time, Jess wonders if Kamala is aware of his identity back home and concludes that she can't be, sparing the Punisher a gale force yelling. Kamala's assessment is on point regardless: He is a pushover.
"So he already named it and gave it its own room."
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"Unfortunately." She checks over her shoulder one last time but no one is in pursuit of them. The road feels more barren than usual, though she knows it as a lonesome road.
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It's about now that Kamala realizes just how far out they're going. The question she should have asked a really long time ago springs to mind. "Why do you always live so far away?"
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She shrugs to Kamala's question. There's a whole other village full of empty houses, so Jess doesn't think of herself as living far away. No farther than she lived from Trish when she dazedly walked out of her first abduction and closer than she was to the community in Reims, though not by much. "If someone comes looking for me, there're fewer people around to get caught in the crossfire." Though the utter dearth of sapient life, the deadly silent lack of foot traffic has gotten and low-key stayed on her nerves since night one.
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