http://tothecloud.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tothecloud.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-03-20 06:53 pm

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WHO: [livejournal.com profile] tothecloud, [livejournal.com profile] iknowyourfear, & [livejournal.com profile] herturn.
WHERE: Nina and Terry's apartment.
WHEN: Afternoon.
WARNINGS: Possible supreme awkwardness. Swans and spiders.
SUMMARY: Abby stops by to see if anyone has had a psychotic break yet if Nina's settled in.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whatever we want inside!


She had to admit, it probably wasn't one of her best ideas ever-- at the time, she'd really just wanted to help out, because Nina had seemed so nice and quiet, and Abby still remembered what it was like to arrive in the City for the first time, trying to find a safe place to stay. On the one hand, it was a nice apartment, and there was definitely room. On the other... Well. Terry came with his own warning label. Abby knew her friend was something of an acquired taste for most people, and while living with him didn't come with the usual hazards of rooming with a teenage boy-- he kept to himself, he was decent-- there were certain other things that Abby worried about.

But she hadn't seen any panicked posts to the network, and she hadn't heard Terry complain either. So maybe things were working out after all. She could only hope. Just in case there was anything that needed smoothing over though, she'd brought a little plastic bag full of flat-warming gifts.

Abby hesitated only a moment before lifting her hand to knock on the door.

[identity profile] iknowyourfear.livejournal.com 2011-03-23 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Terry doesn't respond immediately. He takes a moment, reins in that automatic defensiveness -- because it's Abby, and he knows she means well, even when her questions annoy him and even when she's pointing a gun in his face, ready to pull the trigger. He exhales and turns his head away. He knows he's dangerous; he's just tired of people pointing it out to him all the time when he's trying.

"Listen, Abby," he says finally, "It's always hard, okay? If I don't focus, I can probably hear every fear on the entire floor. If I tried, I could hear the entire building." He tries not to sound as exasperated as he feels. It only half-works. "But I'm not going to hurt her. I'm not going into her head unless somebody's life depends on it or something, alright?"

[identity profile] herturn.livejournal.com 2011-03-23 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Nina tries to entertain herself with putting away random things in the kitchen that look out of place, then, when she decides that it's taken her long enough, picks up the glasses and brings them to the living room with a pleasant and small smile.

"Here you go, Abby. I brought some for you too, Terry." She gives him a quick look in the middle of her movement, still hunched over to set the drinks on the coffee table before and stepping over to take a seat on the other end of the couch. She holds her hair and places it over her shoulder, hands then neatly clasped together on her legs. The girl looks like she has an absolutely flawless posture all the time.

[identity profile] iknowyourfear.livejournal.com 2011-03-26 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Terry murmurs a little thank you of his own, still a tinge ruffled by all the questions, maybe. His glance shifts between Nina and Abby, and he imagines if they got to know each other better, they'd get along well. Similar types. 'Course, it's always the quiet ones, and as much as he and Abby have patched things up, he's hoping Nina isn't going to shoot him in the face too -- or worse.

"Like I said," his voice comes a bit dryly, "I haven't touched her thoughts, and I haven't shapeshifted into anything horrible. Thanks for the faith though."

[identity profile] herturn.livejournal.com 2011-03-28 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
It's clear that Nina grows uncomfortable and awkward with Terry's blunt remark. She was hoping they'd stick to Abby's vague (but obvious) concern... but seeing as that isn't the case, all that is left to do is keep her discomfort discreet, despite slightly wide eyes shifting between the boy and the girl.

"He's been very respectful." That's all she says, producing a reassuring smile and a soft nod.