lydiascreams: My friends need me, I'm going for it. (determined scared upset angry bat)
Lydia Martin screams ([personal profile] lydiascreams) wrote2015-02-27 12:42 pm

[029. When you're awake and your own shadows turn into ghosts]

[The Banquet Hall - Open Spam]

[She finds herself on the floor, but not of her cabin anymore, the baseball bat she was holding falling to her side. Before she can even look around to try and make sense of where she is, it all hits her hard. The voices are loud. Too loud. She lifts her hands to cover her ears and closes her eyes, taking deep breaths as she tries to focus, on drowning them out.

It's worse than it was at Oak Creek, it's almost as bad as it was when she first got to the Barge. It probably is just as bad, but being around Arthas has helped her control it more. She just needs to focus.

But it's too much to hold in, she knows that before she can focus, she needs to scream.

All the scream does is help drown out the noise, allowing you to hear what you really need to. I can help you focus your hearing.

She hates Peter, she'll always hate Peter, but for all he's done, she knows he's also incredibly knowledgeable. And she knows he was right. Because when she first got to the Barge, it wasn't until she screamed that she managed to focus again.

So with her eyes still closed, she takes a deep breath, and screams.]



[Video - Friends]
[The scream works and it helps her calm down enough. But it's not until she manages to make her way out of the Banquet Hall, that she reaches for the communicator.

Thanks to the Admiral's warning, she managed to get the suit Babs made her on, and Stiles had time to hand her his baseball bat. Which she's now holding.]


Where's everyone?


[ooc: Lydia can also be found at the Mezzanine, Library or The Master's Terrace for the next few days.]
threetoned: (had his moment of doubt and pain)

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[personal profile] threetoned 2015-03-01 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
I'm afraid, as with most matters in the universe -

[The man smiles, condescending and cruel.]

- we were here first.
threetoned: (please allow me to introduce myself)

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[personal profile] threetoned 2015-03-02 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
And why would I invite dead people to a feast, Miss Martin?
threetoned: (please allow me to introduce myself)

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[personal profile] threetoned 2015-03-02 09:48 am (UTC)(link)
They were petty people, interested only in tiresome, fleeting social power. Now they are memories, nothing more.

[He wanders back to pick up a stray glass of wine, untouched by its ghostly owner.]

I hope you understand that you cannot possibly harm me with that.
threetoned: (had his moment of doubt and pain)

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[personal profile] threetoned 2015-03-04 10:25 am (UTC)(link)
Magnificent towers don't pay for themselves, you know.
threetoned: (please allow me to introduce myself)

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[personal profile] threetoned 2015-03-05 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't kill them. They couldn't find their way out.
threetoned: (please allow me to introduce myself)

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[personal profile] threetoned 2015-03-09 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
Mmhmm. Tick tock.