★ [Action || Video] Tell Me Something That'll Save Me

[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy is sitting on a bench by the fountain. She's got a cup of coffee and a fashion magazine with her. She's idly flipping through it, dog earring certain pages and then moving on. She appears to be waiting for something.]

So I know it's a long shot 'cause really who wants to leave Birmingham or come back to this place. Doesn't stop a girl from hoping.

And now I just sound patheta-sad.

[ooc: Fourth wall is a go. She'll welcome visits from anyone]

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[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

[The Master is just gonna...come and sit down beside her on the bench and see how long it takes her to notice.]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[It takes her a second. She's reading an article concerning the shelf life of skinny jeans but when she does notice she squeals a little and throws her arms around the Master without any hestitation]

Omigod I missed you so much.

[She buries her face in his neck 'cause there could be tears but just a few and mostly because she's happy he's here. At least for a little while]

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

[Naturally, the Master's just looking smug as he hugs Lucy and rubs her back. And because this is 4th Wall and doesn't have to make perfect sense, he's still clean and shaved, and in a suit.]

Mm, hello, Lucy. How have you been?

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Clean, shaved and in a suit is preferable to crazy, dirty and smelly. It wouldn't necessarily change her reception though. She pulls back but not away from him, a pout firmly fixed on her face]

Awful. You left me.

[neverendingbeat.livejournal.com]

[Have a pouty face right back and a few fingers under her chin, tilting it up.]

Oh, Lucy. You know it wasn't of my own volition or you'd be with me, right?

[sempreadagio.livejournal.com]

Patheta-sad? That's a new Lucy-ism, I guess.

[The voice comes from behind her. And there's Jill in a pair of skinny jeans and a Roll Tide t-shirt.]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[She knows that voice and it drives her to her feet. She click-clacks in her heels around the bench to throw herself at Jill.]

I've never had a reason to use that particular one but ohmigod it took you long enough to get here!

[sempreadagio.livejournal.com]

[Jill catches the ball of energy that is Lucy and holds her in a tight hug.]

Okay but where is here? Were we roofied?

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

I wish. It'd be a lot more fun.

[Once she's nearly smothered Jill with a hug, she pulls back, but keeps her hands on Jill's shoulders.]

The City. It's a weird pocket dimension that's like being roofied 24/7 without the sex. I mean you can have sex and like you actively remember the sex at least until you go home. Anyway, your visit is probably temporary. Like a weekend pass. I've been here for a year.

[sempreadagio.livejournal.com]

Lucy. No you haven't. You were at The Houndstooth last night. I saw you.

[She isn't gonna touch the whole pocket dimension thing because theoretically it's possible and if she gets into all of the reasons why she knows it would just turn into a long conversation that they didn't need.]

If you're here though, I want to stay where you are.

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[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Are you any less patheta-sad now?

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Penny!

So much less patheta-sad. [She truly sounds it too] I've missed you! P.A.L.E just isn't the same without you.

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[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

Good. Today's too awesome to be patheta-sad, and oh my gosh, Lucy, I missed you! How're you doing? Avoiding sunburns? They can happen during the winter.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

I've been okay. Harry left so I've been eh you know. No sunburns but I think I might have got a fireplace burn because I scoot up as close as I possibly can to it when it's cold without literally burning myself.

How are you? I've missed you so much.

voice;

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry--about Harry, I mean. That's hard to... you know, deal with. And baking yourself by the fire isn't okay, okay?

Me? Besides missing you like crazy? I've been great! I have a job and a cool boss and friends and a pirate hat, so being dead's not too much of a drag. No friends like the ones I had--have--here, and no boyfriend, but I can't complain.

[no-defender.livejournal.com]

Hey, floor buddy.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Alester! I miss you! I laid on the floor in the library the other day and everyone looked at me like I was insane.

[no-defender.livejournal.com]

I...don't really blame them. But that's sweet.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

It's got to be done as a group event.

How are things at home?

[no-defender.livejournal.com]

Um, I don't know. They're good, I think. A little complicated, but I think I'm going to go visit home-home for a while.

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[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

"Patheta-sad?"

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

You know when you're so sad that you're pathetic. Patheta-sad.

video;

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

Why not just "pathetic?"

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Because it's the sad that's pathetic. Duh.

video;

[majorcrotchgrab.livejournal.com]

Then just say "sad and pathetic." Don't make up new words!