Rashka Murdoch
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Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
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Panic.
Aug 26, 2012 11:55:13 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Aug 26, 2012 11:55:13 GMT -5
((Anyone)) It was just another day, just another day.... She tried to persuade herself, her breathing getting quick. Her duty for the day took her to the furniture store to get her bookshelves, but there was a problem. It was a holiday. Many people were around.
It seemed like she was getting claustrophobic, panting heavily as her eyes looked for the exit (Not even ordering yet alone buying her shelves.) A hand touched her touch for a second and she got flashes of someone's happy life, thoughts on a marriage.
She knelt down in the corner, trying to get the photoreel out of her mind, eyes wide and crazed. Rashka knew she probably looked like she was on drugs, though there was no way that her body would be able to take them.
A kind, older woman knelt down in front of her, patting her cheek. More flashes, flashes of children, her husband, pain and loneliness. Rashka shrank away from her and screamed "Don't touch me!" This situation could normally be dealt with normality, but she was panicking and it was too much for her to control.
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Aug 26, 2012 13:24:25 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Aug 26, 2012 13:24:25 GMT -5
Blair wasn't one for being around masses of people, everyone's too loud, the multitudes of over lapping sounds usually overwhelmed her. From the sounds of conversations to the light humming over head, the loud laughter, shoes against the floor, cars outside, airplanes over head, ect; she always either wore earplugs or her headphones to protect her outside.
Today she picked headphones since earplugs were getting to be too much trouble. She had made a trip to the furniture store to start ordering couches and chairs, as cheaply as possible, to go in her new apartment in a quiet part of a little town just north of Neon City. Quiet. She smiles a bit at the thought.
As she was flipping looking around though the store she noticed a vaguely familiar bright red and upon looking over realized it was the new student she'd seen a couple times in the hallways. The other girl looked like she was having a bad trip... Too help... or not to help...? Blair started to walk away thinking it wasn't any of her business, but changed her mind and walked over to the girl shooing the older woman away.
She crouched down, crossing her arms looking over Rashka with a passive expression on her face. "Hey, take a deep breath and calm down. You don't want them to call the cops or anything do you?"
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Rashka Murdoch
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Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Aug 26, 2012 17:12:41 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Aug 26, 2012 17:12:41 GMT -5
Rashka looked up at Blair, taking in deep breaths as her nails bit into her arms "Can't... help it, the voices in my head." The flashes of their lives were still flickering on and off, making the teen dazed and confused.
She tried to hold her fear under check, shakily getting back up to her feet. Her skin was pale, coated lightly in sweat "I can't have them call the cops; Father would not like that."
Her eyes flickered up to take in her face again, stomach clenched in fear "Can you... get me out of here? The shelves are not that important. I-I can't think..."
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Aug 26, 2012 17:26:33 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Aug 26, 2012 17:26:33 GMT -5
'Voices in her head... What have I gotten myself into.' She nodded anyway, standing up with a small glance around at the little crowd that had gathered around. She adjusted the strap to the guitar strapped to her back and gave a hard glare to the people gawking at the two of them. "AIGHT BACK THE FUCK UP. Mind you're own damn business." She snarled as she started toward the nearest exit.
She was surprised to find that she didn't have to shoulder her way through, but that the people there parted and gave her the space she wanted. "Just follow me." She spoke over her shoulder at the red head.
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Aug 26, 2012 17:33:59 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Aug 26, 2012 17:33:59 GMT -5
She followed Blair quickly, not wanting to be at the mercy of their stares any longer than she had to be. Once they got back out of the store, her body hunched over in relief, panting heavily. "Thanks... So much."
Inside her head, Lissiana was scolding her for even going into the store in the first place. That she should have looked to see if it was going to be packed instead of wandering in in a daze. Of course, Rashka knew that her best friend was right, but she couldn't say anything.... After all, this girl probably already thought of her as bat shit crazy.
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Aug 26, 2012 17:40:19 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Aug 26, 2012 17:40:19 GMT -5
"Whatever." Blair blew off the thanks and pulled her headphones off so that they hung around her neck. "The prices were expensive anyway." She spoke softly, trying to avoid any damage to her ears. With a sigh she looked the other girl over, frowning. "What happened anyway?"
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Aug 26, 2012 17:43:56 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Aug 26, 2012 17:43:56 GMT -5
She straightened up, trying to ignore the voice in her head which was fairly difficult to do "I got into the thick part of the crowd and they started swarming and touching me accidentally." Her face burned a dark red, looking away from her with a sigh. It sounded weird that just that could make her brain explode.
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Post by Skye Spyder on Aug 28, 2012 10:52:24 GMT -5
Surprisingly enough Blair understood why that would've been so overwhelming. She nodded as the other spoke not really caring to actually voice how well she could relate. "It happens... So what're you gonna do now? Head back to the school?" if she was going to be nice today she might as well at least /try/ being uh... Friendly...?
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Aug 28, 2012 11:15:59 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Aug 28, 2012 11:15:59 GMT -5
Her shoulders lifted up in a slight shrug, not knowing what really to do. "I-Is there anything you want to do? I would hate to feel as if I ruined your day..."
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Aug 28, 2012 22:49:59 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Aug 28, 2012 22:49:59 GMT -5
"My day was ruined as soon as I set foot in this noisy ass city." She heaved a sigh and pulled her head phones back on. "I'd like to go somewhere quiet, but I don't want /you/ to think you owe me anything. I'm not saying I don't want you to go it's just I don't want you to feel obligated. Though I'm pretty sure you dislike crowds as much as I do." Jesus Blair, can't you just say it? You had to ramble didn't you?
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Aug 28, 2012 22:53:01 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Aug 28, 2012 22:53:01 GMT -5
She grinned slightly up at her, arms wrapping strongly around her own waist "I would love to go somewhere with you as long as it doesn't have people... Might I suggest a small bookstore or someplace else? I do not know my way around yet."
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Aug 28, 2012 23:12:45 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Aug 28, 2012 23:12:45 GMT -5
As long as it didn't have people. She half smirked and nodded, thinking that she could definitely get along with that alone. "I know a few good spots." She turned, shoving her hands in her pockets and started walking away. "Follow me, love~"
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Rashka Murdoch
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Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Aug 28, 2012 23:15:19 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Aug 28, 2012 23:15:19 GMT -5
Her face blushed slightly at the 'love' part and followed her, not wanting to get lost. Her smile wouldn't disappear at all, hands slowly clasping behind her back. "Thanks~"
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Sept 1, 2012 17:21:56 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Sept 1, 2012 17:21:56 GMT -5
"No problem." Blair ducked into an alley way then lead Rashka through a series of other alleys and side roads; taking the most uninhabited streets where people were few and far between with a practiced ease that came from constantly using these pathways. "We're almost at the City Limits."
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Sept 1, 2012 17:24:58 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Sept 1, 2012 17:24:58 GMT -5
She was glad that she didn't wear heels at this point, fixing her cap as her footsteps followed really close to Blair. It was a bit unnerving to be somewhere that was so unfamiliar "Oh? And where are you taking me, exactly?"
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Sept 1, 2012 17:42:43 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Sept 1, 2012 17:42:43 GMT -5
"The penitentiary." Blair looked over her shoulder then nodded toward an abandoned building up ahead. The building was run a bit run down and heavily vandalized, but blissfully free of people. "It's not as bad as it looks."
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Sept 1, 2012 17:46:41 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Sept 1, 2012 17:46:41 GMT -5
Her hands rubbed against her arms, a little bit scared of the building. Her lips quirked up into a smile at her, trying not to appear too scared "I know it sounds weird... But it isn't haunted is it? It looks like the type to be."
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Sept 1, 2012 17:50:42 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Sept 1, 2012 17:50:42 GMT -5
"Of course people think it's haunted. I've been coming here for years and I've never seen anything, but a lot of stupid people playing pranks on each other." She ducked through a hole in the fence, being careful of her guitar, before leaning back through the fence to smirk at Rashka. "Don't worry. I'll protect you~"
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Sept 1, 2012 17:59:08 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Sept 1, 2012 17:59:08 GMT -5
She ducked under the hole too, laughing faintly "I do not think I need protection." As soon as her body was through, it straightened up, wincing as the broken fence scraped against her leg. "That hurt a little..."
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Sept 2, 2012 15:20:42 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Sept 2, 2012 15:20:42 GMT -5
"Be careful. I might feel bad if you get too hurt." She nodded at the building as she removed the headphones again, having forgotten they were on. "I normally hang out on the roof. You think you can handle that?"
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Sept 3, 2012 2:48:51 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Sept 3, 2012 2:48:51 GMT -5
"Why could I not handle that? I am sure I will be fine, it was just a small accident is all." Her bag was fixed to go across her chest to make sure it wasn't lost "And I am glad to know you might care."
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Sept 4, 2012 0:44:33 GMT -5
Post by Skye Spyder on Sept 4, 2012 0:44:33 GMT -5
"Listen chick, you're luck I /might/ care. " She quickly located her 'secret entrance to the building and slipped inside. "There's a a step down. Be careful."
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Rashka Murdoch
King
Silently I'm breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but the show goes on.
Posts: 614
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Panic.
Sept 4, 2012 0:49:00 GMT -5
Post by Rashka Murdoch on Sept 4, 2012 0:49:00 GMT -5
THis time, her entrance was much more graceful. Her body stretched and looked around at the place "Actually, I am glad that you might care."
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