mightbeconcussed | ★ 12 [Action || Accidental Video] Momma I'm coming home

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★ 12 [Action || Accidental Video] Momma I'm coming home

The wind is lashing at the windows, rain pelting down and Bryant is slinking around the apartment whining. The video shows Lucy is sitting with her cheek against her window. She can't sleep depsite the fact that it's a bit after midnight.

She should have gone to Harry's before the rain got bad. At least she'd have company. She's almost asleep sitting up, her face smushed against the window when she hears it.

Lucy in the sky of diamonds, Sugar where are you?

"Momma?"

The voice with it's sugar southern lilt makes her sit straight up, all fatigue and boredom gone.

Lucy Baby Girl, I do believe I've gotten myself lost. The manner of places you manage to find yourself. Be a dear and come get me?

"Momma..." It's pouring outside but she can't leave her mother there. Not out in the rain. Out where it can be dangerous at night. "Alright. Stay put, Momma. I'll be there soon."

Maybe it's a gift from the city; a visit from her mother on Mother's Day. They've just gotten the timing off, the rain a bit wrong. It'll be alright once they're safe inside. Warm and dry.

She grabs a pair of worn jeans and pulls them on with the baggy concert tee shirt she wears to bed. She shoves her feet into canvas sneakers and heads out the door. Her device gets shoved in a pocket and the video blacks out.

The cold takes her by surprise. It was warm before this rain started. "Mom!" She yells into the wind.

Over here, Lucy

And she heads into the storm. She can't leave her mother out here.

[ooc:Going to send Lucy down into the Underground looking for her mother. Feel free to come upon her and even hurt her. Just no killing! rageiscute = my aim if you want to discuss hurting her. She is just human]

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The Pureblood withdrew a few inches so he could look the Master in the eyes, but even so, he remained uncomfortably close. His hand he kept where it was, casually draped around the back of the other man's neck where he could feel the warm rush of blood underneath his flesh.

"Heheheh~ I wasn't paying attention to the smell of her skin." Rido ignored the temptation to bring his other hand up to his mouth so that he could lick her blood off of his fingers. It was a testament to how well he liked the Time Lord that he gave him that one small courtesy.

Tilting his head as if in thought, he shot the Master a devilish smile. "I know... how about you tell me who you're close to, and I'll see about not eating them~."

The smell comment has Lucy puzzled. She wasn't aware she smelled like anything except maybe Gardinas from her shower gel. As Harry and Rido talk, Lucy pulls her knees up to her chest and wraps her arms around them. She considers trying to slip away but she doesn't know where she is in the Underground or how to get home. She'd end up in the same sort of situation she'd just gotten out of. No one wants that. Well Rido might.

So she waits, desperately wants a scalding hot shower and something clean to wear. At this point, preferably something that smells like Harry. He may never get some of his shirts back again.

"What a very sensible solution," said the Master. "Perhaps we can have that conversation another time, when my girlfriend isn't going into a state of shock. You understand, she's only human." At this point, he isn't even blinking.

As disgusting as it was, the Master was right. The smile faded from Rido's face as he glanced back to watch the girl huddled on the ground behind him. "... why you'd care about such a fragile short lived thing is beyond me."

It was disappointing to think that the man beside him could have such an Achilles heel. "Is this a new weakness, or have I misjudged you..."

Oh he really is trying to push Lucy's buttons and if it weren't for the fact that she really is going into shock she might have responded. There is also the awareness that she doesn't know what's going on her between the Master and Rido. She does respond inone way though; with a withering glare as she scoots a bit more out of Rido's eyeline. She also shows that she's capable of good manners in tense situations plus she's not oblivious.

"Master, I'd like to go home now. Please."

The use of Harry's real name is more for Rido. They're playing a game here and Lucy is trying to catch up on the rules quickly. Apparently it's a game of rank and respect. She refuses to show Rido any but she knows the Master winning this game and getting her out alive might depend on showing the Master some respect.

Even now, the Master can't risk responding to Lucy properly. He nods at her and tries to think of a better way to make his next move, a different way to phrase it, but there isn't one. Oh well. Lucy is going to have to deal with this.

"There are certain things I own," he says, firmly but not rudely, "and I do not want them damaged or appropriated. I'm the Master and Lucy is mine. Surely I'm allowed to have some pride of ownership without being called weak for it."

Ownership was something the vampire king understood quite well. And if the girl was merely property, well then... that changed everything.

The corners of Rido's mouth curved as he gave a polite smile to the Time Lord, satisfied to know that the situation was nothing after all. "How 'rude' of me to insinuate such a thing~..."

His hand slid from the Master's neck, and he took a step back and turned to Lucy to survey the damage he'd caused. "Oh well. An easy mistake to make.... wandering down here unescorted... unintroduced."

Edited 2010-05-12 23:25 (UTC)

Oh the Master was going to have a lot to make up for. Bruises, calling her property. So much to make up for. As it is, Lucy stays quiet. She's not dumb. Sometimes she has to remind herself she's not dumb.

She'll wait until Harry decides to leave. And she wants to be carried. Damsel in distress style. Thanks.

Smiling back at Rido, the Master walked over to stand by Lucy. "Mistakes will happen, of course. I'm sure Lucy won't walk unescorted in the Underground ever again, will you, Lucy?" He put his hand gently on her head. "Lord Rido Kuran, Lucy Locke. Lucy, Lord Rido. Introduced. I don't expect this sort of thing will happen again, now."

From her position on the ground, the Pureblood forgave her lack of manners. If they met again, she could make up for it then...

"Lucy~." Nodding his head slightly, he smiled, savoring the signs of distress her body gave off. Perhaps there was something to this girl after all.

"... well, perhaps not this 'sort of thing'. But as long as she behaves herself, then I'll leave her be..." If the Master truly valued the girl, he would have to take responsibility for making sure that she knew what that meant.

The City was after all, such a small place. There was really nowhere that was out of reach as long as one remained here.

Edited 2010-05-13 04:38 (UTC)

Lucy reaches up and takes the Master's hand. She pulls herself to her feet using him as leverage and leans against him. She doesn't mention that she wasn't here on purpose or that she thought she'd heard her mother. Instead she nods. "Yeah...I'll stick to the garden from now on."

"Good girl," says the Master, putting his arm around Lucy for support and trying not to injure her any further. "Thank you for...understanding, Lord Rido."

Now that things were drawing to a close and the excitement of a prospective kill was fading, his attention began to wander. There'd be time to talk to the Master later, he'd said that... perhaps once he'd tended to his little broken toy.

Nodding in acknowledgment, Rido turned his attention momentarily to the darkness of one of the passages that led to the City above. "Be sure you take care of things, Master." And his mismatched colored eyes turned back to stare meaningfully at the Time Lord for a moment.

Glancing over at Lucy, he gave her a small smile. "It was a pleasure to meet you... Lucy. Perhaps we'll see each other again under better circumstances." And he turned to leave, waving casually over his shoulder as he withdrew.

[ooc: 'pleasure to meet' translated in Rido speak is 'I had fun~ ^^ ~~scaring the Hell out of you~~']

Lucy waits until Rido's back is turned and he's gone a bit of a way before she reacts. Mostly it's because she's so focused on holding her tongue and not falling down that she can't react.

"My lily white ass we'll meet again," she says under her breath. Exhaustion, shock, and pain all catch up to her, making her sway on her feet a bit before she gives into leaning as much as her weight as possible on the Master. The tears that prickle the backs of her eyes now are more of relief than anything because yes she hurts but it's over now and this is as bad as it's going to get.

"Can I stay the rest of the night, Harry? Please."

They can discuss what the hell that was, property and 'wth really I smell like you?' once she's had a scalding shower.

The Master gives Lucy a warning look but otherwise doesn't react to her first comment. Instead, he braces himself against her weight (which really isn't all that much) and looks around, orienting himself. They shouldn't be too far from the entrance to the Laboratory, which would give him access to an elevator. The very closest exit is a ladder but he'd rather avoid that.

"Of course you can," he says. "In fact, I insist on it." He looks down at her. "How hurt are you?"

"On a scale from 1 to not raped and killed, I'll go with an 8," Lucy answers. "Everything hurts. My wrist makes me want to cry, I'm freezing and I want a hot shower and to never, ever be alone again but I think I'm going numb so that's good."

It's not really but it's better in her mind than pain, lots of pain.

Carefully checking her wrist, the Master takes out a handkerchief and ties it around the wounds for the time being.

"Can you walk, or do you need to be carried?" he asks.

"Need and want both have very blurry lines right now," Lucy admits. "I can walk."

It's not like one or the other won't hurt.

"But you'd prefer to be carried." He smiles slightly at her. "I can manage that." Moving his hand on her back, he bends down slightly. "Arm around my neck." And then he scoops her up behind her knees and straightens, holding her close to his body but trying not to squeeze her. "If anything comes at us I might have to let you down fairly quickly. 'FYI'."

"That's okay. The bruise on my ass will match the bruises on my ribs," Lucy answers, laying her head against his shoulder. "Thank you for coming to save me, Harry."

"You're welcome," he says, setting off in the direction of the Lab. "I think...I'll stay away from lesson-teaching for the moment as I'm fairly certain you know to call me, now. Right?" He steps into a tunnel and comes out the other side into more underground streets. Nobody there really pays them much mind.

"Harry, I would smack you if you weren't so warm, carrying me and I didn't hurt so much," Lucy threatens idly. She snuggles a little closer to him. "Yes. Next time I hear my mother in the City I will call you and ask you to go with me looking for her." The last part isn't sarcastic. More resigned.

"Specifically the Underground," the Master adds, somewhat amused by Lucy's threat. "If your mum leads you to a cafe next time you shouldn't feel obliged to call." Noting the 'warm' comment, he concentrates and increases his external body temperature slightly. It's a bit tiring for him but the Lab is in view and that means they'll be back to his flat soon.

Yeah, for better or worse, Lucy isn't scared of the Master on a regular basis. He can scare her and when he had Zagreus in his head he did scare her but in general, she's just not scared of him.

"You don't know, Harry. This is me plus the City. Her voice could be leading me to a serial killer who will poison my latte and throw my body in the ocean. You'd find me six weeks later looking like meals on wheels for fish."

Oooh now that's just blissful and it makes Lucy sigh a little with contentment.

"You're absolutely right," says the Master, having to turn at a weird angle to open the door to the Lab and then shouldering through, careful of Lucy's feet. "The only solution is for you to never leave my side again." He walks forward, around a few machines that have been left lying about and up to the elevator. "Push 'up', if you would."

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