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Jan. 24th, 2016 08:40 am
akatawitch: (Blue)
[personal profile] akatawitch posting in [community profile] londoncallingrpg
You're weird lately.

People put it in different ways and in different languages, but that seemed to be the constant refrain around Sunny these days. When she called home to talk to her mother, Mama said she was tense. Her school friends found her snippier than usual. When she called Orlu--and by extension Chichi, since Chichi didn't have a phone or computer--she could be freer but even they noticed something was off.

The problem was, Sunny just wasn't dealing with it. She couldn't properly say what it was. Or maybe she could and she just didn't want to.

Is something going on?

The suggestion had come up from people who had no idea how impossible it was that maybe she should talk to somebody. Somebody professional. Only Sunny knew she wouldn't make it a day in therapy of any kind. She had too much to keep to herself, and unfortunately a large part of that 'too much' factored into the sort of person she was. It would never work. So... the thing inside her only grew. Snowballed. Every little anxiety was balling up into a larger one and it was going to mow her down one of these days.

Today she'd been trying to release some of that tension by playing soccer in the park with some friends. London never actually got very cold, which suited Sunny just fine. But while she usually tried to hold back in the game since she was better than all of her friends and they all knew it, she was too aggressive. She ran too hard, kicked too hard, yelled too loud. Seemed only inevitable that she'd take an injury, didn't it?

So she'd benched herself to watch them play, babysitting the backpacks, and a thought flashed through her mind. I don't fit here, either.

And that was so dangerously close to the heart of the matter than she immediately shoved it away, rolling up her muddy jeans to see the place where her shin was already turning livid purple.

You're weird lately.

Date: 2016-01-24 05:53 pm (UTC)
dr_spencer_reid: (mega dork face)
From: [personal profile] dr_spencer_reid
Spencer had been on his way home from the library, cutting through the park with his bag even more stuffed with books than usual. Sunny was hard to miss, like a fifty pence piece in the bottom of a lake, she caught the sun and Spencer found himself wandering over.

Spencer was socially obtuse, but he was surprisingly good at reading moods, and so he said nothing at first as he sat down beside her and pulled out a small chemical ice pack from his bag.

"I get headaches a lot," was his only explanation as he held it out in offering. "I have paracetamol as well if you want some."

Date: 2016-01-24 09:07 pm (UTC)
dr_spencer_reid: (happy)
From: [personal profile] dr_spencer_reid
"You're welcome," Spencer smiled. "Do you play a lot of sports?" he asked, nodding at the field and the remaining players.

Date: 2016-01-25 12:10 am (UTC)
dr_spencer_reid: (brown)
From: [personal profile] dr_spencer_reid
Spencer smiled softly, nodding and watching her for a moment before wetting his lips with a nervous flick of his tongue and speaking again.

"Are you okay?" he asked after a moment. "I mean, not hurt, but- okay," he clarified. "You seem... I don't know. Not okay, I guess."

Date: 2016-01-25 01:09 pm (UTC)
dr_spencer_reid: (alone in the light)
From: [personal profile] dr_spencer_reid
"In my experience, people usually say things like that because they're worried about you, or they care," Spencer said quietly, though he wasn't really explaining anything- He was only saying what he was sure Sunny already knew in hopes of reassuring her.

"You don't have to talk about it, but if you wanted to, I'd listen."

Date: 2016-01-26 06:48 am (UTC)
dr_spencer_reid: (Hmmmmm)
From: [personal profile] dr_spencer_reid
Spencer wasn't good at physical comfort, but in the moment it felt wrong not to do something.

Reaching over, he patted Sunny's back, not sure if he should hug her or not.

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Date: 2016-01-24 06:51 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
A week in hospital and several days back at the squat were enough to make even Em start feeling a little stir crazy. And the doctor had told her getting up and moving around - within limits - would help her heal. So she tagged along when Jake went out for the day. He found a spot beside a path that got plenty of traffic, especially on a Sunday afternoon, close but not too close to where a group was playing soccer (yeah, yeah, football, but Em had lived in the States for a long time, with her accent, it could be confusing if she used the British term) and even before setting his hat on the ground, he was shooing her over to a nearby bench, where they could keep an eye on each other and she could sit down.

She was getting better with the crutches, but the ground wasn't entirely even, which slowed her down some, and someone else got to the bench before she did. It would have been enough for Em to consider standing for awhile, if that someone hadn't been someone she knew. But she did know Sunny, so she continued on her way, shifting both crutches to one hand as she slowly and carefully lowered herself onto the bench. "That looks like it hurts," she said, wincing for Sunny's bruise - and okay, because it took a bit to find a position that didn't hurt her hip. "Hi."

Date: 2016-01-25 09:45 pm (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (drawing inward)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
Em was never big on eye contact, but her gaze dropped to her hands and she bit at her lip. Her inclination was to play the injury off as some accident more annoying than anything. By the time she opened her mouth to answer, she could feel the color heating her cheeks. "I, uh... I got shot," she said quietly.

Date: 2016-01-26 07:16 am (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (head tilt)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
"Yeah." It sounded crazy, Em knew. She glanced over at Jake, who was watching Em and Sunny like he was trying to decide if she was okay. She gave him a nod and a smile, then turned back to Sunny. "It's my first time getting out since. Roommate's a little protective."

Date: 2016-01-27 07:39 pm (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (dont see me)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
"The police don't really know," Em answered with a shrug. What the police knew - or didn't - and what she suspected weren't entirely the same, but she couldn't come right out and say so. "They caught the guy, up on a roof with a gun, but he's not talking. Just bad luck for me, maybe."

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Date: 2016-01-25 02:11 pm (UTC)
whispersoflove: (gauging/what is that)
From: [personal profile] whispersoflove
"That looks painful," Anael stated as he slowed his walking down to a stop, in front of her. He'd been watching the players as he walked, until he'd noticed Sunny on the side.

Date: 2016-01-26 03:30 pm (UTC)
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"That sounds painful, too," Anael admitted, although he had very little clue about it. He could take a lot without feeling much pain.

Date: 2016-01-27 01:45 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] whispersoflove
"Is it really quite showy?" Anael asked, having little clue what Healing Hands powder was. He could have used his Grace to try and heal the bruise, of course, but it was just a bruise, so it did not even occur to him.

Date: 2016-01-27 03:49 pm (UTC)
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Anael nodded. "Would you like some company?" he offered, then smiled, slightly sheepish. "I'd love to try and understand the rules of this game."

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