I12DT - Haley/Brigid's Room - What's this make my AC?

by **Haley Crusek** » Mon Jul 15, 2013 9:16 pm

Haley sat in her room at her desk, the door slightly ajar, and a box open at her feet. She was presently bent over, carefully examining the armor that Professor Sackville had given her. She ran her hands along it, smiling lightly. Sackville had turned out to be a pretty cool guy after all...

I wonder if I could dig anything up on him with stuff from this armor...

Haley focused intently on the armor. If an old mansion could old onto memories, maybe REALLY old armor could too, right? She closed her eyes.

by **Narrator** » Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:16 pm

Oh, there was psychic residue on it. A LOT of psychic residue. Pain, blood, chaos -- and lots of it. This armor had been somewhere bad

by **Haley Crusek** » Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:18 pm

The flood of emotions caught her off guard, and she let out a gasp. Still...she tried to focus in, see if she could see any one thing in particular, rather than the entire flood of negative emotions.

by **Narrator** » Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:30 pm

She was somewhere...somewhere near a small village, or something like that. It was hard to tell, though -- it was surrounded by dead bodies and a flow of blood, as one group of dark-skinned people charged in, taking no prisoners. Just snippets -- that's all she was getting for now.

She thought she got a glimpse of someone familiar out of the corner of one eye, but everything went by so quickly, and through the haze of such old memories...

by **Haley Crusek** » Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:54 pm

Haley strained, slipping out of her chair and kneeling on the floor next to the box, not opening her eyes and pressing her hands firmly against the armor.

Who was that...? Was that Professor Sackville....? She tried to grip that memory tightly, and zero in on the familiar for more than just a glimpse.

by **Roland Sackville** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 1:15 am

Was it? The face was a bit different, the nose not quite right, but if it wasn't him, it would have had to be someone related.

He was...well, he was swinging this massive sword around, blowing on this weird horn thing like crazy. The sword was cleaving through armor left and right, almost as if it wasn't there -- and he turned to look in Haley's directions.

The eyes...the eyes were crazed.

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:36 am

Haley stared at the image of what looked to e her teacher like deer in the headlights. Was the memory interactive? Was she in it? Did he notice her.

by **Roland Sackville** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 3:11 pm

He did seem to notice her, though whether or not it was interactive was harder to tell -- he was going left and right, cutting his way forward.

He did not seem to care WHICH side he was cutting up -- there were clearly two different groups of people here, but Roland's sword was cleaving through them all.

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 3:23 pm

Haley gulped nervously but remained frozen in place, fascinated by the scene but terrified at the same time.

In the real world her body was rigid, bent over the box containing the armor, sweat on her brow.

by **Roland Sackville** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 3:25 pm

Roland then turned his eyes on her, through a clearing in the battlefield. Not even bothering to wipe the blood off his face as he advanced, he raised his sword and brought it down...

And this would be a good point for the memories to fade.

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 4:03 pm

Haley let out an ear-piercing shriek as she snapped back to reality, scrambling away from the armor and slamming her head into her chair which she'd slipped out of to get closer to the armor earlier, knocking it away.

She fell back against the wall, pulling her knees to her chest, and sobbed, trying to remind herself that it was only a memory, a dream.

by **Thomas Bowen** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 8:37 pm

After a few moments, there was some shuffling down the hall, then a few soft knocks at the door.

"Haley..? Are you ok?"

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 8:56 pm

The door was partially open, so the knocks just pushed it open further. Haley was sitting on the floor near her desk by the window, her chair pushed aside, a box open and in front of her. Her knees pulled up to her chest, she sat, shaking, and crying quietly.

by **Thomas Bowen** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:19 pm

Tommy made his way in, slowly.

He didn't want to seem like a creep, but he couldn't just pass her by either.

"Are you okay?" He asked, kneeling down beside her a little awkwardly.

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:28 pm

"Oh god he killed everyone and then he killed me," she sobbed incoherently.

by **Thomas Bowen** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:36 pm

he slowly brought his hand to her shoulder, rubbing it unfamiliarily.

"In a dream? It happened in a dream?" He asked, inquisitively.

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:41 pm

Haley sniffled, "y...yeah..sorta."

by **Thomas Bowen** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 10:12 pm

"It's ok, it's ok..."

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 10:38 pm

Haley grabbed onto Tommy and buried her face in his shoulder still crying. From his view, her armor was visible.

"It...it felt so real..."

by **Thomas Bowen** » Tue Jul 16, 2013 11:15 pm

"It's over, it's ok..."

He brought his arms around into a slow, awkward hug, as he glanced at the armor.

"Is that new?" He asked, hoping to get her mind off the nightmare.

by **Haley Crusek** » Wed Jul 17, 2013 6:42 pm

"New to me..." she sniffled. "It's Professor Sackville's...and...and...I t-tried to see if I could see some of the memories inside it....ever...everything has like...psychic residue on it from the past... it's like dust.. and so like..you can kinda see stuff... and...and...and he was just there...killing people. Killing everyone. And then he killed me"

She resumed crying as she retold the story, squeezing Tommy.

by **Thomas Bowen** » Wed Jul 17, 2013 10:57 pm

Tommy continued hugging her, just giving what he could.

"Just.. Yeah.." He said, unsure of what to reassuringly say.

by **Haley Crusek** » Thu Jul 18, 2013 1:42 am

It took awhile for her to settle down.

Eventually, however, she pushed away from him, wiping her face with her hands.

"....sorry... That was...kinda intense.

by **Thomas Bowen** » Fri Jul 19, 2013 9:47 pm

"I'm glad you're feeling better.."

He started to get up.

by **Haley Crusek** » Sun Jul 21, 2013 11:24 pm

"Thanks, Tommy," she sniffled, not getting up quite yet, again hugging her knees to her chest. "You're a really good friend. Thanks for being there even when most of the rest of the school hates me."

by **Thomas Bowen** » Mon Jul 22, 2013 8:59 pm

"You're welcome.. I haven't been able to talk to many people either. It's been.. Nice."

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Jul 23, 2013 10:22 pm

"I've pretty much got you and Cal and that's it...almost all of my friends back home seem to have forgotten about me."

by **Thomas Bowen** » Wed Jul 24, 2013 9:41 pm

"That sucks.." He replied, frowning slightly at the news.

by **Haley Crusek** » Wed Jul 24, 2013 10:08 pm

"You guys are cooler anyway," she smiled lightly

by **Thomas Bowen** » Wed Jul 24, 2013 10:35 pm

"C'mon! You're cool. I'm not cool." He replied, smiling a little bit.

by **Haley Crusek** » Wed Jul 24, 2013 11:08 pm

"Trust me. Way cooler than me."

by **Thomas Bowen** » Thu Jul 25, 2013 6:24 pm

"I'm not sure.." He said, quietly.

"Are you okay? Do you need some water, or do you want to stay up for a little while longer?"

by **Haley Crusek** » Thu Jul 25, 2013 6:35 pm

"Yeah...to both. Don't want to sleep after that..."

by **Thomas Bowen** » Thu Jul 25, 2013 7:00 pm

"Ok.. I'll be back in a second.."

He left, and after a few moments, reappeared with two glasses with ice water.

"I hope this is ok.." He said, extending a hand.

by **Haley Crusek** » Thu Jul 25, 2013 8:38 pm

"Perfect. Thanks, Tommy," she smiled, now sitting on the edge of her bed, several paces away from the box of armor.

by **Thomas Bowen** » Thu Jul 25, 2013 8:40 pm

Tommy went to sit next to her, before heading to the Armor.

"Want me to get rid of that?" He asked, happy to move it out of her sight.

by **Haley Crusek** » Fri Jul 26, 2013 8:27 am

"Just close the box and shove it back into my closet, please..." she said looking over at the box warily.

by **Thomas Bowen** » Sat Jul 27, 2013 6:09 pm

He nodded, quickly closing it up and pushing it as far into her closet as possible. He then returned, taking a seat next to her.

by **Haley Crusek** » Sat Jul 27, 2013 10:32 pm

Haley leaned her head against his shoulder. "This has been one fucked up year..."

by **Thomas Bowen** » Sat Jul 27, 2013 10:45 pm

He nodded, a little sadly "it'll get better?" He hoped.

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