◌ 021 ◌ Spare me the thought

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[After just over a week - has it really been that long? - of feeling like this, Fuu is fully exhausted. Yet she couldn't help but go out every day to sit and stare at the theatre, the pub, and the space between them.

Today she spontaneously decided to make a delivery - Mister Braxiatel will find a neatly wrapped package on his doorstep, containing a small variety of pastries from the tea house and a box of English breakfast tea.
Well, perhaps it was not too spontaneous. She'd been thinking about the past a lot, and he was a large part of the particular incident she was mulling over.]


[Biking away from West Luministi Greens on her way to sit across from the theatre and pub again, she suddenly starts peddling at a break-neck speed towards that place-- and stares at it for a long moment.

Trembling, she slumps to the ground and curls up into a ball, face buried in her knees and hands pressed to her ears.]


[[ooc: She'll stay like that for about 15 minutes before pulling herself together enough to get home. (Unless of course someone comes across her like this, or she nearly ran you over with her bike and you've come after her!)]]

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[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

They were right about that, then... but... you- you think I can? Figure something out?

[Hesitantly she takes the card out of her purse, which will look like this (http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t114/vampwrite/Luministi%20Stuff/Week3plotcard-A-typeoption.png) to him.]

I- I can't think about anything other than the message on the card and the message from the phone.

[She adds to herself under her breath with a mixture of humour and wryness,] Forests and trees, Doctor. I'm single-minded, aren't I.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[She blinks in surprise at the offer, then gives it serious thought for a moment. Yet but for a fleeting thought of her favourite teddy bear from when she was a child, or for the sudden appearance of her dear friends, she could think of nothing that could calm her.

If the CATs were functioning properly, she might have even been so bold as to ask that he call on her every now and then, for he seemed to be able to cut though her anxiety... but that was not possible now.]

Thank you very much, Mister Braxiatel. But I'm afraid that I can't think of anything, really...

[desertdaggers]

[With any luck, as long as they act normal, no one will kick them out!]

Ah, then we dip into them!

[OH LOOK a book on illusions! …mostly stage magic, though, which is a little disappointing. It pretty much proves Fuu's point, though. In quiet agreement:] Someone does seem to be concerned about someone else.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Looking up from a book about dance (that had the title "Mathematics in ten easy steps"), she looked at him questioningly. She'd almost think that she'd misheard him. ...He wasn't talking about some of the books being concerned with other topics?]

"Someone?"

[collector]

If you do, you know how to find me. [The smile becomes a little more joking.] Set out a cup of tea.

[desertdaggers]

[He looks up out of his book, marking his place with one finger.] Mm, I don't think whoever delivered these cards would have been something else- ah, did you get one? I assumed… [and he reaches into a pocket for his own]

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Yes, I did...

[She looks at him a touch suspiciously, but her own hand goes towards her purse where her card is. However she doesn't take it out.]

Wait. Before you show me. Do you think you can trust me, no matter what anyone else says?

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Fuu blinks at him in astonishment for a moment, then gives a faint laugh and a tiny smile.]

I will do that. [She literally will.]

And I apologize. Leaving you that package seemed like... the right thing to do at the time, but I hope I didn't trouble you.

[desertdaggers]

[He's surprised, and looks taken aback for a moment.] Why wouldn't I? You're a sincere person, Fuu- it's difficult to imagine you otherwise.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, of course ye can. [There's a faint tightening of his jaw when he sees the card, though. No wonder she's upset.]

Now, look, ye said the message on the phone warned ye of trials to come, right? But the card may not have anything to do with it. Mine's different, see?

[He opens up his fingers, giving her a clear look at the card in his hand.]

Don't ye think if that were some sort of trial they would be the same?

[collector]

There's no reason you should apologize for such a gift. I appreciate it.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Disarmed by his honesty, she can hardly bring herself to say anything in reply. After a moment she smiles faintly.]

Thank you, Hawk. [She then brings out her card (http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t114/vampwrite/Luministi%20Stuff/Week3plotcard-A-typeoption.png) to pass to him with both hands.]

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Some of the tightness goes out of her shoulders at seeing his card.]

Maybe... maybe you're right. But you can never tell... It depends on what trial they want to put us through?

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

You do- oh, I'm glad. [She sighs a little in relief and her smile gets a little brighter.]

[bonnypiperlad]

But we don't know that, now do we? It's best to not try and think about it too much. All you'll do is get your mind to go in circles.

[Which he's pretty sure is what's happened, at the very least. Maybe if he can get her to come away from there, it'll help, though.]

Look, when was the last time ye ate something?

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Blinking, she thinks for a moment - about food and not about paranoid circles - then shakes her head slowly. Food? What's that?]

I- I'm afraid that I don't remember...

[desertdaggers]

[He smiles in response, then takes the card, and frowns at it.] It looks like what Mu told me he saw on mine… [He takes his own out and shows it to Fuu.] 'Do not trust this person'- is that what you see?

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

That's right.

[She sighs, then grins a little. The paranoid edginess has not left her, but she still finds the humour in the situation.]

So, if we defy the cards, we will certainly make the best team!

[bonnypiperlad]

Then let's get ye something to eat. It'll help take your mind off...er, well, it'll help ye feel better, anyway.

[Food helps solve many things, in Jamie's world. Okay, so maybe it's more he just likes to eat. He offers out his free hand to help her up.]

I'll even get ye one of those milk-shake things at the malt shop, if ye like.

[desertdaggers]

Hahaha! Mm, that's what I was thinking! [He moves to put an arm around her shoulders.]

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[At his touch she flinches and instinctively takes a step away. At once she bows her head apologetically, but doesn't return closer.]

I'm sorry. I- I'm sure you mean well.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[She blinks at his offered hand before taking it with a faint smile and rising to her feet.]

That is very kind of you. Thank you.

[desertdaggers]

[He lets his arm drop and nods.] Alright. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

No- no, I know you didn't- [Sighing, she turns away slightly.]
You... know how I usually am. It seems that... something has been wrong with me. Very wrong. But it's not stopping.

Perhaps- I should just go home and rest.

[desertdaggers]

Mm. Maybe connected with the cards- but I can't say that that seems all that helpful.

That might be the best idea. Would you like company on the way?