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| Catherine...she's...she's...; ...alive? | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 22 2010, 12:15 PM (37 Views) | |
| Jo | Jul 22 2010, 12:15 PM Post #1 |
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A fist thrusts forward connecting against nothing but air. After being pulled back, the fist once again launches itself forward again and again as though it were a machine built solely for this purpose. Just who does this fist belong to you ask? Emily, of course who breathes out with each and every shot sent out by the same hand, her right one. Obviously someone is setting up for a little Paradise action making complete sure she’s ready when it comes time to deliver. Seated off to the side is Cyndi who doesn’t remain seated for long as she stands up looking somewhat concerned as she steps forward letting her hands rub against one another. Cyndi: Miss. Emily, I really wish you would reconsider your standing of not letting me take your place this weekend. Emily: Ha! The redhead retorts rather boastfully as she sends out another shot. Really, besides the laugh there’s no sign given that she’s even paying much attention to her assistant. Emily: I told you that this was my match. Let Blink fight for her own reasons, I’ll be fighting for my own reasons. Like stomping Anna-darling back into place and ripping away that treasured present of Lara’s. Really, Cyndi, I thought we went through all of this before. Cyndi knows not to continue this effort as she knows it’ll get nowhere as she turns to find her seat still there before taking it. Emily lets out another fist shot through the air, this one stiffer than the rest. Emily: Hah! Blink’s keys find their way inside of her cat dish, something she had at one time considered “cute”. Just a pink coloured cat lying on its back with a painted tongue sticking out and a smile on its lips. Even the tail is shaped in a way to act as a handle. Blink stares down at the ceramic face trying valiantly to mimic the cats cheerful expression but finds it hard to even get her lips up for more than a split second. Eventually she gives up and turns away from the dish. Yakuhara: Come back to mourn some more, have you? Blink turns toward the voice catching Yakuhara standing there with his back against the wall and arms folded over his chest. His eyes, which were previously closed, open up as he turns his head toward the other occupant. Really, if he weren’t such a pervert such a stance could make people go “…that’s cool.” However he is, and as he pushes himself off against the wall he begins approaching the pink haired hellcat. Yakuhara: You know, maybe you should— Blink: No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! All those “No’s” are being accompanied by heavy slaps that find the top of Yakuhara’s head as the man tries in vain to get his arms up to protect him. Yakuhara: I was just going to suggest you use Catherine’s plane ticket and take a visit to see just how her girlfriend is holding up. Maybe the two of you can— Blink: No! That final “No” comes complete with a high lifting kick catching Yakuhara under the jaw knocking him airborne, just a little, before he comes crash landing on the carpeted hallway. Though after hearing his crash landing, Blink calms herself down after giving the idea a moments thought. Blink: [size0]That sounds like a good idea, actually. Feeling a little better, Blink heads over toward Catherine’s door taking a deep sigh before opening it up. Catherine: Hi, Summer. Shaking her head, Blink steps through the mirage image not wanting to step down into despair that much again as she makes her way over to the table where the envelope concealing the plane ticket awaits. Blink: [size0]I’m sure Lady Emily won’t mind. Blink reaches down for the envelope but at the last second she notices something a little odd. For a moment she stares down at the table as though piecing together some kind of puzzle and as the last piece falls into place, Blink grabs hold of the envelope and tears out of the room making sure to carefully hop over Yakuhara along the way but at the same time forgetting her keys in the cat dish. [align=center] [/align]It’s pretty late in the night when Blink is running down the street at full speed as though chasing after a bus that has just left the station. It’s hard really to tell where she’s found such energy as she rounds the corner nearly tripping off the sidewalk and having to take a few running steps on the road before hopping back up. “She’s…” Blink continues running, her hand clenching tight on the envelope and then getting the sudden realization of just how she’s going to get to the airport. The subway seems the best bet as she has no cash for a taxi and obviously by now the buses have stopped running. Luckily for her there’s a subway station not too far away. Just a few blocks really. “She’s…she’s…” The same two words keep echoing through her head as she hops down the subway stairs landing on her feet but remains still for only a second before she continues running hopping over the turnstyle ticket counter as though it weren’t even there. Just a few more corners and down a couple more stairs before Blink finds herself standing in the station proper. No train, so she takes a moment to release some heavy breaths as her hands find comfort over her knees. All of this though catches the attention of the other woman at the station who turns looking toward Blink but quickly begins to look away. However it’s too late as Blink catches her eyes and the woman stands unable to look away now. A queer expression from Blink as her breathing rate slows itself back down and she pushes her hands up away from her knees. “She’s…she’s…alive.” Her cover blown and no way out of this, Catherine watches as Blink comes closer and closer uncertain really of how to react as the younger woman releases her grip of the empty envelope while the scene closes to a Fade. Fade? No, no! Fuck that noise, we’re resuming right now with Blink still approaching Catherine. With nothing else to do, Catherine turns toward Blink and raises up a hand looking rather worried as though this isn’t what she neither expected nor wanted. Catherine: Stop…Stop, I said! Don’t come any clo— Catherine’s words are shut down when she feels a tight grip around her body as Blink wraps both hands around her. For a moment she stands like that as Catherine, still with one hand out, looks as though she’s at a loss of just how to react. Luckily Blink makes the decision for her as she releases the embrace, steps back, lets out a deep sigh, and smacks her hand so hard across Catherine’s face it creates an echo that stays with us for the next few seconds. Blink: How could you do that to me? Blink’s question comes out as a near shout while Catherine lands a hand over the warm area on the side of her face. Blink: You said you would protect me and then you go and do something stupid like this? If this is about how I treated you that night, I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry! I couldn’t tell what was going on. I was just confused…I figured if I did what I did, things would return to normal. I wouldn’t have to think about you so much. I wouldn’t have to blush every time you looked at me. I wouldn’t get such an uncomfortable feeling whenever you were with me. But I was wrong, Catherine slowly slides her hand down her face before letting it drop completely as Blink continues on just on the verge of breaking out into hysterics. Blink: After that night all those feelings I had…they just expanded. They grew into something more and that’s when I knew. That…I love you. Blink seemingly awaits Catherine for her response, but all the blue haired woman does is stare at her blankly for a moment so the younger girl takes another step forward. However, her tracks are halted when Catherine unleashes one hell of a vicious slap across her face knocking Blink back a few steps as she finds herself now covering up a cheek. Catherine: Don’t say that. Don’t you ever say that, do you hear me? Why so angry? All Blink did was just express her feelings for you. Bitch. Catherine: You don’t love me. You can’t love me. All of these feelings you’ve been having are nothing more than your own mutated version of what you might consider “love”. I mean honestly, why do you love me? Is it because I protect you? Is it that I’m so much different than Emily and therefore I’m someone you can confide in? All these feelings you’ve had of respect and admiration toward me…I mean in your life have you ever had anyone like me near you? You were confused all right, confused on how to treat someone who treated you as an equal and not just a tool. Her cheek still burning, Blink gives it a few rubs before Catherine continues on. Catherine: Do you want to know why I did what I did? Finally, the moment of truth. I mean, we’ve only been waiting to hear this for a few minutes now but still…I mean it’s still big, right? To Blink it certainly is as she lowers her hand and nods gingerly. Catherine: I did this in order to protect you completely. Blink: Protect? Catherine: At the start of when I decided to watch over you things were okay, we were getting along. But as time progressed you became more and more dependent on me to save you from everything. Pretty soon I was no longer your friend and instead I took on the role of your sword and shield, nothing more. Blink: That’s not true. Catherine: So I figured the best way to return you back to normal was to erase me completely from your life. Maybe after that you’d become stronger when you realized just how important that would be. Especially if you would ever want to move on. Blink: Catherine…I— Blink finds herself competing with the sound of an approaching subway. Turning to look over her shoulder she finds the subway is not too far away. Turning back, she finds Catherine letting out a short sigh before looking at the oncoming vehicle. Catherine: Maybe this time I’ll do it right. Blink: What? Just as Blink had feared would happen, Catherine takes a step toward the edge looking over toward her former partner. She mouths the word “good bye” before taking yet another step toward the edge giving her the same warm smile she’s always given her. Now Blink springs into action running forward as fast as she can, but following the first step her finds herself tripping over her own feet and because of that she ends up crashing down on her hands on knees just as the subway begins to screech down to a halt. Tears stream down Blink’s cheeks as the doors slide open but nobody gets off as this is only an automatic stop being made in the middle of the night. Five minutes pass and Blink has yet to leave her spot on the station floor as tears continue falling from the sides of her face. The subway doors close and following a short “Bing” sound, the locomotive slowly picks up speed once more and continues on its trek leaving the sobbing woman behind who’s tears are all being caught over the face by Catherine who stares up at her in shock. Blink: How could you say such mean things? Catherine: [size0]Summer… Blink: I know what I felt that night…and the next night…all the way up until now and I know it’ll continue onward. The only thing that ever confused me was what it was about you that caused me to love you so much. Was it your eyes? Always watching over me, but more importantly just watching me. Whether from far away or just by my side, none of it seemed any different. Or your lips…the very essence of that warm smile you would share with me and me alone. Perhaps it sounds greedy saying that, but it’s one treasure I wouldn’t share with anyone in the world for anything. But that smile wasn’t the only thing your lips would offer. They would also offer kind words of encouragement. Whether they were sarcastic or downright kind, they never ceased to perk my spirits. Perhaps your attitude, cocky and arrogant one minute but sweet and soft the next. To most you’re just a mean spirited woman, but to me…I could see the real you, no matter how upset you would get. I always knew you were sweet and kind. I couldn’t decide which of these I loved the most until I realized… Blink’s lips finally lift up in a smile. Blink: I love everything about you. I wanted you to protect me because I always wanted you close. To give you a reason to always be there. But it wasn’t as though you ever needed a reason because at points where I was my lowest you were always there right beside me. Even when my problems had no bearing on you, you were always there to cheer me up. When people would turn their back, you would offer a hand. So yes, Catherine, I love you. I really do love you. The two continue staring at one another like this until Catherine finally realizes her predicament. Eyeing around, the blue haired woman sends a childish smile toward Blink. Catherine: Well, glad you’re getting what you want, but you know what I want? Blink: What? Catherine: To get up. Blink: Sorry. Blink begins pushing herself up grabbing hold of both Catherine’s hands in the process before pulling her up as well. Now the two are just standing there looking at one another until it’s Catherine who begins to blush somewhat. Catherine: So I guess it would be a bit of a cliché…but— Blink has the same idea and leans forward pressing her lips against Catherine’s before the two release their grip over one anothers hands and instead wrap their arms around each other. Okay, they’re probably going to be doing this for a while, so why not fade now? Yes, right when we get to some HLA, yes god damn it! Fade. |
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