Relationship Bombed
Posted: 14 Jun 2014, 15:44
--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC had slipped out of bed the moment Lorelai had fallen asleep, as she always did, and had headed in to work. She never thought about her home life while she worked, as she switched that side of herself off. She'd performed on stage a couple of times and done a number of private dances for a couple of her clients. Now, she was getting ready for one of her more particular clients up in her private room, humming softly to herself as she altered her appearance to that of a very busty, very rotund, very tall woman, fixing her hair as she wondered how he wanted to be squashed this evening.
Lorelai: Getting to the door, she began combing at her hair which was still dishevelled from having been asleep for a few hours. She yawned and waved at the bouncer she knew who much to the displeasure of those waiting to get inside, waived her through. The girl at the booth nodded to her too and she smiled as brightly as she could at the woman despite how exhausted she felt. Entering the club, she wasn’t sure where to start. First she checked CC’s office and then having not found her there, she decided to go and ask at the bar. She’d of knocked at CC’s room but if the woman was with a client she wasn’t going to have time for her. Back downstairs she managed to get all turned around, as she was watching the floor more than the people around her and it was while looking at the floor that she noticed something odd under one of the seats in a private booth. There was no-one around and so she decided to pick it up, take it to the bar as the owner was bound to come looking. Groping around under the seat, she slid the thing out and then stood up, as she manoeuvred the other way around the table whatever it was she was carrying suddenly exploded. She yelped in pain as several traps simultaneously went off around her leaving her burned, cut and covered in shrapnel. To say the pain was bad was one thing, but as she passed out the last thing she remembered thinking was; At least it was me.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC felt the floor beneath her shake and it made her pause. She couldn't hear anything, as her room was soundproofed, but the floor vibrations were wrong. It was music that was reverberating up, but there had been something..... else. Her head spun around as her phone began to ring and she was there in a shot, picking it up and saying nothing as she heard the panic going on downstairs. She heard the word 'explosion' and hung up, charging out the room and down the stairs immediately. There was ****, everywhere, including smoke, pellets, charred furniture and all sorts. The staff had everything under control, getting folks out, and she could see Ginger on the phone - probably to the fire department for the flames that were licking around some of the seats. "For ****'S sake!" She exclaimed. "What ******* cocking arsing piss soaked dog feltching scrotum dwelling *** put traps in my club?!" Her eyes were shining light blue and black as her anger rose and made them itch and change, and as soon as Ginger saw that, she hung up the phone and watched as CC walked around the club and began putting out fires, lifting tables off people and tossing detritus aside as if it were nothing more than polystyrene, until she reached the epicentre and looked down at a small, frail, blonde haired creature and froze. "No....." She whispered, scared stiff to reach down and touch her, to roll her onto her back to see if her worst fears were about to come true, and this was Lorelai.
Lorelai: Lorelai was having trouble opening her eyes, more so from the pain than any real damage to her face, but still it meant she lay there in complete darkness. She’d been unconscious for a while but as soon as she’d come round she could hear herself groaning, whimpering even. She tried to push herself up from the floor but she didn’t have the ability to do so and promptly fell flat on her face again. A dull ache in her stomach told her that something could be wrong with the baby, and so she moved a hand down to feel around herself as best she could but even her attempt to do this fell flat.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC slowly leant down, having a lot longer way to lean than usual, and reached out to the whimpering female. Gently, she rolled her over and gasped as recognition washed over her. "Lorelai!" She gasped. "What are you doing here! Oh god! What the hell happened?!" Her arms scooped underneath her and lifted her up, mind racing and wondering what to do with her. Could she take her to the hospital? Did they fix sorcerers there? What about the questions they'd ask about how, and where. What should she do?!
Lorelai: Lorelai’s ears were ringing from the blast so she didn’t recognise the voice as it spoke to her, she could barely make out the words and so wasn’t even sure that she was the one the woman was speaking too. She knew it was a woman that held her though as she didn’t have the form of a man, even with her eyes closed shut she knew this as the ample bosom was hard to miss. She groaned to be held and tried to fight against the stranger that held her, even though she had very little strength to fight with. She opened her mouth to speak but there were no words, as the shock of what had happened began to set in.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: As CC's eyes ran over Lorelai's body she saw the bullet wound in her stomach and that settled it. She used celerity and ran straight to the hospital, bursting through the doors and babbling about a random hate crime mugging or something she'd seen and how they had to help her. A stretcher was wheeled out and Lorelai was placed onto it and then whisked off into the bowels of the hospital
Lorelai: Lorelai felt the movement and so knew she was in the arms of a vampire but it made little to no sense to her that she was then handed over to others and placed on a hard surface. She wondered if more vampires worked at Silks and if there was a rule about not feeding from the patrons, but then she slipped unconscious again as the prodding and the probing caused her too much pain.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC just sat in the waiting room and waited, worried sick and planning all sorts of painful deaths if she found out who'd planted the traps.
Lorelai: She had no idea how long she’d been out but when she woke up, groggy from the drugs, she began to panic. She was in a hospital, this she knew, but she’d never actually been in one before. She couldn’t smell the usual stringent cleaners, as her hose felt sore, she had a tube going into the needle at her wrist and machines were beeping up and down the room, echoing back at her. This marked one good thing at least, her hearing was starting to return to normal. “Ana?” she choked, her throat was dry and talking hurt. “Please… Ana?” she looked at the nurse that came towards her, her eyes wide with fear but the platitudes didn’t help to sooth her.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC hadn't been allowed to go back and see her as she wasn't 'family' or listed on the next of kin contact list. So she'd been forced to continue sitting and waiting in the waiting room, glowering at the receptionist and the guard who were keeping her out.
Lorelai: The nurse gave Lorelai some water and waited patiently while she tried her best to describe her girlfriend. Lorelai was sure that no-one could miss her, not the way she dressed or held herself, she was far too confident to slink into the background of any setting. She was told that only family were allowed in and so she insisted that CC was all she had and that she needed to see her. Armed with a name and a vague description of the woman, the nurse went into the waiting room but not seeing anyone of that description turned to go back into the ward. Before going through the doors however, she turned to speak to those at reception giving the description of the woman and saying that Lorelai was awake and asking for this Ana; should she stop by.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC heard Lorelai's name at the desk and was immediately on her feet and up there. "What? What's happened to Lorelai? Can I see her?"
Lorelai: “I’m sorry miss but I can’t give out any information regarding a patient to anyone but family. The patient is however awake and asking for someone called Ana. Do you know who that is? We don’t appear to have any contact information for this patient.” The receptionist was as polite and forthcoming as she could be under the circumstances and certainly couldn’t be expected to know that this was the Ana Lorelai wanted to see. What with the place being a bit of a zoo, she’d had to scribble the vague description on a note pad, as five minutes from now, she’d have no idea what she’d even been told.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yes. I..... was sent by Ana" She said, trying to use her powers to persuade the woman to let her through. And then described what she normally looked like, hoping it would work.
Lorelai: The woman wanted to argue with the female but for some reason felt compelled to listen to her. She had a lot of work to be getting on with and didn’t want to be bothered by situations like this. “Okay you can go in but be quick,” the receptionist warned. Lorelai was on ward with at least 7 other patients in and she didn’t know what scared her more, the condition of her own body or that of those around her. She’d been so focused on trying to find Ana, she hadn’t even stopped to think about the baby and her hand rest guiltily on the tender area as she waited impatiently to catch sight of another nurse to answer her questions.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC nodded her head and grinned, quickly slipping past the receptionist and up the stairs, finally finding the right ward. She hurried in and checked each bed until she found Lorelai, sweeping the curtain around them to give them some privacy as she looked at her in concern. "Are you ok 'ell? The baby? ******* hell I'm going to murder a ****!"
Lorelai: Lorelai curled herself into a ball as some stranger started drawing the curtains around them. She didn’t know who she was or what was going but then she heard the voice and while her hearing still wasn’t perfect there was something familiar in it. “Ana?” she asked unable to believe that this lump of a woman was her angel.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC looked at her, confused, having forgotten that she wasn't looking like herself. Reaching out, she caressed 'ell's cheek as she always did and whispered. "'Ell? You sure you're ok? What's wrong?"
Lorelai: Lorelai pulled away from the woman as while the words were right, she looked wrong. “Who are you?” she croaked out, her eyes looking around for a way of escape in case it were needed.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: The penny finally dropped and CC smiled, letting herself shrink back to normal having totally forgotten about her client with the whole bombs and stuff. "Better babe?"
Lorelai: After gawking at her like she was losing her mind Lorelai realised this was another one of CC’s powers, the power was an actual chameleon. She nodded and opened her arms to her wanting to be held as she knew she was about to start crying; something she was likely about to do anyway as curling up the way she did had caused her a little pain as the drugs were starting to wear off.
Lorelai: Unable to get back to sleep having woken to find the bed empty as always, Lorelai began consider the reasons for her restless mind. CC’s working. It could be that. Or hunger? Am I hungry? I don’t think I’m hungry. When was the last time I…No…Not hungry. Maybe it’s because I haven’t heard from my mother for a while. Or Lyle. Oh I hope they aren’t planning to surprise me with a visit. Hmm… Mmm… Something smells… Lorelai rolls over and buries her face in CC’s pillow. It smells like her. I like that. It didn’t take Lorelai long after this to work out that the reason she woke was due to a dream; one that was borderline erotic and so having woken to an empty bed she had an itch that couldn’t be scratched. Knowing she should ignore the urge, she began to dress and ignoring all good sense made her way in the dead of night through the dangerous city. She’d been in such a hurry, she hadn’t even realised she’d put on sandals instead of shoes and so naturally her feet were now cold. As she walked the city streets that had become her home, she huddled herself inside her thick woollen jacket, her arms across her chest, sleeves over her hands and her head down as she hoped no-one would notice her.This RP takes place on Saturday 31st May 2014.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC had slipped out of bed the moment Lorelai had fallen asleep, as she always did, and had headed in to work. She never thought about her home life while she worked, as she switched that side of herself off. She'd performed on stage a couple of times and done a number of private dances for a couple of her clients. Now, she was getting ready for one of her more particular clients up in her private room, humming softly to herself as she altered her appearance to that of a very busty, very rotund, very tall woman, fixing her hair as she wondered how he wanted to be squashed this evening.
Lorelai: Getting to the door, she began combing at her hair which was still dishevelled from having been asleep for a few hours. She yawned and waved at the bouncer she knew who much to the displeasure of those waiting to get inside, waived her through. The girl at the booth nodded to her too and she smiled as brightly as she could at the woman despite how exhausted she felt. Entering the club, she wasn’t sure where to start. First she checked CC’s office and then having not found her there, she decided to go and ask at the bar. She’d of knocked at CC’s room but if the woman was with a client she wasn’t going to have time for her. Back downstairs she managed to get all turned around, as she was watching the floor more than the people around her and it was while looking at the floor that she noticed something odd under one of the seats in a private booth. There was no-one around and so she decided to pick it up, take it to the bar as the owner was bound to come looking. Groping around under the seat, she slid the thing out and then stood up, as she manoeuvred the other way around the table whatever it was she was carrying suddenly exploded. She yelped in pain as several traps simultaneously went off around her leaving her burned, cut and covered in shrapnel. To say the pain was bad was one thing, but as she passed out the last thing she remembered thinking was; At least it was me.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC felt the floor beneath her shake and it made her pause. She couldn't hear anything, as her room was soundproofed, but the floor vibrations were wrong. It was music that was reverberating up, but there had been something..... else. Her head spun around as her phone began to ring and she was there in a shot, picking it up and saying nothing as she heard the panic going on downstairs. She heard the word 'explosion' and hung up, charging out the room and down the stairs immediately. There was ****, everywhere, including smoke, pellets, charred furniture and all sorts. The staff had everything under control, getting folks out, and she could see Ginger on the phone - probably to the fire department for the flames that were licking around some of the seats. "For ****'S sake!" She exclaimed. "What ******* cocking arsing piss soaked dog feltching scrotum dwelling *** put traps in my club?!" Her eyes were shining light blue and black as her anger rose and made them itch and change, and as soon as Ginger saw that, she hung up the phone and watched as CC walked around the club and began putting out fires, lifting tables off people and tossing detritus aside as if it were nothing more than polystyrene, until she reached the epicentre and looked down at a small, frail, blonde haired creature and froze. "No....." She whispered, scared stiff to reach down and touch her, to roll her onto her back to see if her worst fears were about to come true, and this was Lorelai.
Lorelai: Lorelai was having trouble opening her eyes, more so from the pain than any real damage to her face, but still it meant she lay there in complete darkness. She’d been unconscious for a while but as soon as she’d come round she could hear herself groaning, whimpering even. She tried to push herself up from the floor but she didn’t have the ability to do so and promptly fell flat on her face again. A dull ache in her stomach told her that something could be wrong with the baby, and so she moved a hand down to feel around herself as best she could but even her attempt to do this fell flat.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC slowly leant down, having a lot longer way to lean than usual, and reached out to the whimpering female. Gently, she rolled her over and gasped as recognition washed over her. "Lorelai!" She gasped. "What are you doing here! Oh god! What the hell happened?!" Her arms scooped underneath her and lifted her up, mind racing and wondering what to do with her. Could she take her to the hospital? Did they fix sorcerers there? What about the questions they'd ask about how, and where. What should she do?!
Lorelai: Lorelai’s ears were ringing from the blast so she didn’t recognise the voice as it spoke to her, she could barely make out the words and so wasn’t even sure that she was the one the woman was speaking too. She knew it was a woman that held her though as she didn’t have the form of a man, even with her eyes closed shut she knew this as the ample bosom was hard to miss. She groaned to be held and tried to fight against the stranger that held her, even though she had very little strength to fight with. She opened her mouth to speak but there were no words, as the shock of what had happened began to set in.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: As CC's eyes ran over Lorelai's body she saw the bullet wound in her stomach and that settled it. She used celerity and ran straight to the hospital, bursting through the doors and babbling about a random hate crime mugging or something she'd seen and how they had to help her. A stretcher was wheeled out and Lorelai was placed onto it and then whisked off into the bowels of the hospital
Lorelai: Lorelai felt the movement and so knew she was in the arms of a vampire but it made little to no sense to her that she was then handed over to others and placed on a hard surface. She wondered if more vampires worked at Silks and if there was a rule about not feeding from the patrons, but then she slipped unconscious again as the prodding and the probing caused her too much pain.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC just sat in the waiting room and waited, worried sick and planning all sorts of painful deaths if she found out who'd planted the traps.
Lorelai: She had no idea how long she’d been out but when she woke up, groggy from the drugs, she began to panic. She was in a hospital, this she knew, but she’d never actually been in one before. She couldn’t smell the usual stringent cleaners, as her hose felt sore, she had a tube going into the needle at her wrist and machines were beeping up and down the room, echoing back at her. This marked one good thing at least, her hearing was starting to return to normal. “Ana?” she choked, her throat was dry and talking hurt. “Please… Ana?” she looked at the nurse that came towards her, her eyes wide with fear but the platitudes didn’t help to sooth her.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC hadn't been allowed to go back and see her as she wasn't 'family' or listed on the next of kin contact list. So she'd been forced to continue sitting and waiting in the waiting room, glowering at the receptionist and the guard who were keeping her out.
Lorelai: The nurse gave Lorelai some water and waited patiently while she tried her best to describe her girlfriend. Lorelai was sure that no-one could miss her, not the way she dressed or held herself, she was far too confident to slink into the background of any setting. She was told that only family were allowed in and so she insisted that CC was all she had and that she needed to see her. Armed with a name and a vague description of the woman, the nurse went into the waiting room but not seeing anyone of that description turned to go back into the ward. Before going through the doors however, she turned to speak to those at reception giving the description of the woman and saying that Lorelai was awake and asking for this Ana; should she stop by.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC heard Lorelai's name at the desk and was immediately on her feet and up there. "What? What's happened to Lorelai? Can I see her?"
Lorelai: “I’m sorry miss but I can’t give out any information regarding a patient to anyone but family. The patient is however awake and asking for someone called Ana. Do you know who that is? We don’t appear to have any contact information for this patient.” The receptionist was as polite and forthcoming as she could be under the circumstances and certainly couldn’t be expected to know that this was the Ana Lorelai wanted to see. What with the place being a bit of a zoo, she’d had to scribble the vague description on a note pad, as five minutes from now, she’d have no idea what she’d even been told.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: "Yes. I..... was sent by Ana" She said, trying to use her powers to persuade the woman to let her through. And then described what she normally looked like, hoping it would work.
Lorelai: The woman wanted to argue with the female but for some reason felt compelled to listen to her. She had a lot of work to be getting on with and didn’t want to be bothered by situations like this. “Okay you can go in but be quick,” the receptionist warned. Lorelai was on ward with at least 7 other patients in and she didn’t know what scared her more, the condition of her own body or that of those around her. She’d been so focused on trying to find Ana, she hadn’t even stopped to think about the baby and her hand rest guiltily on the tender area as she waited impatiently to catch sight of another nurse to answer her questions.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC nodded her head and grinned, quickly slipping past the receptionist and up the stairs, finally finding the right ward. She hurried in and checked each bed until she found Lorelai, sweeping the curtain around them to give them some privacy as she looked at her in concern. "Are you ok 'ell? The baby? ******* hell I'm going to murder a ****!"
Lorelai: Lorelai curled herself into a ball as some stranger started drawing the curtains around them. She didn’t know who she was or what was going but then she heard the voice and while her hearing still wasn’t perfect there was something familiar in it. “Ana?” she asked unable to believe that this lump of a woman was her angel.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: CC looked at her, confused, having forgotten that she wasn't looking like herself. Reaching out, she caressed 'ell's cheek as she always did and whispered. "'Ell? You sure you're ok? What's wrong?"
Lorelai: Lorelai pulled away from the woman as while the words were right, she looked wrong. “Who are you?” she croaked out, her eyes looking around for a way of escape in case it were needed.
Cinnamon Cherrywhip: The penny finally dropped and CC smiled, letting herself shrink back to normal having totally forgotten about her client with the whole bombs and stuff. "Better babe?"
Lorelai: After gawking at her like she was losing her mind Lorelai realised this was another one of CC’s powers, the power was an actual chameleon. She nodded and opened her arms to her wanting to be held as she knew she was about to start crying; something she was likely about to do anyway as curling up the way she did had caused her a little pain as the drugs were starting to wear off.