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Laura | X-23-23 ([personal profile] shoplifter) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2017-12-21 02:08 pm

[OPEN] shitty situations for all, and for all a good nighttime stab

who: Laura and you.
what: ... Trouble, mostly...
when: Now-ish.
where: Multiple Places! Mainly roof, outside of wall, and on the skytram.
warnings: Blood, violence, gore. Stabby things. EDIT: Also, talk of self harm in Ivar thread.

Laura fights near the wall, Laura takes a tram, Laura has a bad dream while looking for santa at night.

... Also, bloody situations and digging out of a giant animal corpse. It's gross, I know.

Bracket and prose both A-OK, and time and space can be bent, I'm chill. The last prompt is for medium injuries if you wanna hurt your character, because everyone loves getting stabbed by children. Or if your character is a magic healer, feel free to get stabbed real gud and heal up or what have you. (Basically I'm just avoiding severe injury or death before Christmas okay).


Shitty Situation A

[Red splatters on the snow when her claws spear through the first creature's head -- some sort of hybrid beast, one that hunts for food, whose pack has strayed far from the darker areas of the abandoned area and closer to the wall. They surround her because she looks like easy food in the colder, needier climate, and the fight is on. The child growls when they growl back, and she leaps on one of their backs, hacking and slashing with reckless abandon.

They get in their own claw marks, too. Laura's shirt and jeans get torn into, skin as well. It hurts awfully, but Laura's more offended that they're ruining her cool cat shirt.

Her cool neon hat goes flying off in the breeze, carried over sloping snowy hills.

When she kills the last beast, which is considerably large -- the size of an elephant, the alpha, maybe -- it falls right on top of her. Luckily, her claws were out, and... uh... if you're unlucky enough to have found her after the fight instead of during, you will be unfortunate enough to watch a small clawed girl burst through the top of the beast's ribs, covered in blood from her... tunneling...

Just. Um. Yeah. Victory, I guess.]


Shitty Situation B.

[Laura stands in a skytram car, one hand curled on a metal bar. She's covered in dry blood, head to toe. All of the other passengers keep a very far distance around her.

... She's trying to head to the clothing store.]


The One Chill Situation.

[She sits on the roof, binoculars in her hands, watching the sky skeptically as the daylight fades. It's pretty cold up here, but she doesn't seem very bothered, wearing a few jackets and a good pair of boots. Got a red nose, too, but otherwise undaunted by the weather.

She falls asleep up there by accident, curled in a sleeping bag she apparently bought just to do this very thing. Trying to catch any signs of a 'santa' figure in the night, it seems.]


Shitty Situation C. (alternatively: like father like daughter)

[Nighttime.

She rolls a little in her sleeping bag, plagued by bad dreams. Little unintelligble mumbles escape her, sweat on her brow and hands in tight fists in the slippery fabric. She jostles enough that the action figures tucked away with her topple out.


No... stop it...

[The rest is Spanish -- "don't touch me, leave them alone, dad, help me"--

If one attempts to reach out and wake her -- they better have good reflexes. Because she will jackknife immediately up with a hoarse scream, claws out and lunging to stab at her fantasy captors.]

bythehand: (motion blur intensifies)

[personal profile] bythehand 2017-12-29 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Finn could never aspire to that level of chill. The thing is, this sort of does fall into his ballpark of understandable answers. He knows how to work with this.

She's okay, she needs clothes. (He's not sure he completely believes the former yet, but the latter does speak for itself.)

Something about the matter-of-fact way she addresses it, that huff in her tone, makes him think of Rey. He tries to be matter-of-fact back, which isn't too hard for him to manage. ]


Okay. We can fix that pretty fast once this thing stops. Here--

[ Finn shrugs off his jacket in the meantime, well-worn and sporting a long line of stitches across the back, and offers it to her. ]

You can borrow this until then. If you want.
bythehand: (motion blur intensifies)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-01-01 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Wolverine's leather jackets are the legacy we all deserve. The biggest sense of modesty in a cadre of trainees all boiled down to unspoken rules, though mostly as far as showering went. Sort of a raised-in-a-cluster mentality. Nothing was worth looking at anyway.

It didn't take much doing to start getting the hang of the more widely-accepted view of modesty, in that he's gotten very good at looking away from things quickly.

On the bright side, at least she does look less like she's been mostly-murdered. Sadly, he has no hats to also offer. ]


I'm Finn. [ And not that she's seemed especially distrusting, but on the off chance that she is worried and is just incredibly, incredibly good at hiding it, he adds: ] I work with the Perimeter Guard.
bythehand: ([hello darkness my old friend])

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-01-08 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Joke's on them, more breathing room in the public transport for these guys and their casual hang time. This is definitely totally not one of the weirdest things Finn has ever done.

He nods. ]


Yeah. I almost signed up for search and rescue. Think I'm better at patrolling, though. I wanna keep people safe.
bythehand: (but what about rey)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-01-14 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Relatable. Finn smiles a little, feeling kinda touched by the sentiment. As much of a sentiment as her delivery makes it, anyway. Sometimes it's not about tone! It's about a kid covered in blood still going out of her way to say "keep yourself safe, too," and Finn thinks that's beautiful. ]

Yeah. I'll do my best. [ He tilts his head to one side. ] How'd you end up like this? You don't have to tell me. But you can if you want.
bythehand: (i literally own no clothes of my own)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-01-21 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Just going off of the giant furry creatures I've seen here, that's a safe bet.

[ I mean, he's not gonna lie about it. She looks like she hasn't... been eaten. ]

Are you hurt?
bythehand: (what the fuck is this thing)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-01-28 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ The corners of his mouth twitch, in spite of himself. ]

Yeah, I'm sure you did. Why wear it otherwise?
bythehand: (oh it IS the dead guy's droid)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-02-05 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This moon is swarming with inherently relatable people. Children are people. Finn is at least 90% positive that children are people. ]

I didn't get to pick what I wanted to wear until right before I got here. [ He nods, once, bc he feels that. ] It's good to have a choice. You get more used to it.
bythehand: (motion blur intensifies)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-02-10 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He shakes his head. ]

I always had a uniform.
bythehand: (casual shittalk)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-02-17 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, hospital clothes. Having spent his first few days here busted down to a hospital gown, Finn winds up pulling a reflexive face of distaste.

Not quite the same as the First Order's setup, then, obviously. ]


We just wore black. Armor when we got old enough.
bythehand: (do you remember me?)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-02-25 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ....... FAIR, TBH. ]

I wouldn't have tried to trade it out for hospital clothes, yeah.