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[cykedelic]

Who: Athena Cykes (cykedelic) & misc.
What: Event things
When: October
Where: Market district, stasis, her home etc
Warning(s): ptsd for one of the threads and sickness + for anyone who wants to respond yet hasn't filled in my permissions post please do that! It just helps me out a bit and means I won't have to keep bothering you for info re: her ability


open: clean up

[ It takes her a while to actually get back on her feet again, the dizziness from the waves of panic making it so that after the actual explosion went off she'd needed help keeping herself together. Even after things have calmed a little, emotions are running rampant which isn't exactly fun when you can hear a person's emotions.

She doesn't let it stop her from helping out, mind you.

Forcing a smile, she moves to whoever seems to need some help. It hasn't quite been an hour yet so she doesn't really know how serious this is but-- ] Hey, do you need some help with that?

open: therapy

[ Likewise, if anyone else seems to have been caught up in the blast, she'll scoot over to them whether it's a PC character or NPC. Whether your character needs help, or sees her trying to help she'll be actually pretty gentle about it. ]

Do you want me to get you a blanket?

[ It's good to keep the body temperature up in this kind of situation, after all. ]

I'm willing to listen if you're worried. Is there anyone you need to contact?

open: a few days later at home

[ It took a few days for her to finally wear herself out, and after being put on house arrest (or at least something close to it, for how little she actually slowed down the past few days) she's been texting people she knows to try and get visitors.

Also to ask for something that isn't chicken noodle soup...

If anyone visits they'll find her come to the door, draped over with blankets and a scarf around the bottom half of her face to stop her from sneezing on other people. ]

Hey... [ Her voice sounds a lot less chipper too. ]

closed: jj

[ After their conversation about having to keep to window shopping for the time being, it seems like a good idea to have support in not buying everything she sees. For one thing, she doesn't have the money for it. For another, she doesn't need half the things she keeps seeing in the market. Even food, Athena seems to have 0 control over her spending habits which means it's handy to have someone there to tell her "no" when it comes down to it.

Besides, it's nice to just be out and about with a friend.

Or it was anyway.

The stage is being set while they're looking at a stand's different fruits. Athena had been contemplating picking something out as a change from the pretty cheap options Edgeworth had picked up for them when she picks up on some discord in the area. It's only slight - a strange thrill of excitement that she can't quite place.

It's why her head lifts up to look at JJ, expression confused. ]

What...?

closed: lance

[ After about ten or fifthteen minutes she manages to get herself back together again. By then, people are already rushing around to try and either catch the person who left the explosive, or are trying to help anyone caught up in this. It's still overwhelming to stay in the market district area, but she's managing.

It's as she stumbles around one stand (gripping onto the table for a second to try and fight vertigo from the waves of emotions she's hearing) she spots Lance trying to help a person who had been caught in the blast. ]

Are they okay...? [ It's hard to imagine most of these people have any experience with things like this though. For her... it's easy to remember the state Apollo had been in after he was caught in the courtroom blast while protecting Juniper. ]

closed: eggsy

[ Running after people to ensure they're mentally sound kept Athena busy. She'd done pretty well at ignoring the symptoms thus far. Every sneeze was hidden by a scarf that she convinced people was a new fashion statement instead of the tie she was wearing before, every cough hidden in the same manner. She was sneaky when she blew her nose and pushing past aches in her body wasn't exactly a first with how hard she's pushed herself with exercise in the past.

But without rest, the body can't recover. Eating to make up for it wouldn't help with that either.

Yet, Athena can't finish her day without visiting those she knows in Stasis, giving them an update on how things are processing. Trucy's visit is pretty quick, an update to let her know how Phoenix is doing in case he hasn't managed to drop by.

With Apollo it's a little longer, telling him about how something similar to home might be going on here, that she isn't sure yet but they're looking into it - or at least Phoenix and Miles are. That she's been trying to stay strong for other people who need her help now.

It's when she's trying to find the last person that her knees give out when she's a few pods away. ]

closed: phoenix

[ She hasn't exactly been the most forthcoming about how caught up in the blast she'd been. When have they ever communicated on those kind of fronts anyway though? For one thing, worrying him unnecesarily seemed like a silly thing to do when she was still able to keep going. She was fine. It's only when she collapsed in stasis and Eggsy had to help her back that she was actually starting to admit that okay... maybe was was sick.

She might have stayed indoors most of her childhood, then in studying sessions, but she's been fit as a fiddle the past few years and it's frustrating to think all that self care and good luck had gone to waste.

Besides, all she can feel right now is miserable for herself as she pulls a third blanket over herself and seems to become more and more like a cacoon as the days go by.

When Phoenix gets back, he'll find just her eyes peeking out from the blanket, like a crocodile looking up from under the water. ]

open: other

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[tailorable]

[ Now that Eggsy has a job (with a proper tailor, as hysterical as that seems), he only visits every other day to ensure his Mum and Daisy (and Roxy and Jamal and Ryan and Brandon) are where he left them. He normally arrives before or after his shift, still in his freshly pressed suit and borrowed tie. Unlike Athena, he walks and looks in silence. See, Eggsy's words have often failed him (or damned him, as they had when he'd found the sharpest accusations in his repertoire to pierce Harry's composure). Better to let his glassy eyes slide over his loved ones in silence.

His time in the Marines and at Kingsman mean this isn't the first prolonged time away from home — but he'll never return to his council flat now. And worrying over how his family is coping without him is something entirely different than seeing them asleep in pods, like something out of a sci-fi film.

As he rounds a corner, he spots a shock of red hair. Odds are it's someone he knows, innit? The personal nature of the area almost makes him turn back, not wanting to intrude. However, he soon realises that the angle is off, the ginger hair and bright attire too close to the ground — ]

Athena! [ said loudly, echoing in the metallic room, but not yet panicked. He quickens his pace, sliding to a stop before her and swiftly dropping to squat beside her. His words tumble out with more urgency. ] Oi, Athena.

[ On instinct, his hands finds her wrist, squeezing lightly and checking her pulse. ]

[cykedelic]

[ Athena's own reasoning is a little different. While they might not be able to hear, it feels like a weight is lifted when she keeps her friends updated on what is happening. It helps her reassess things as well, especially after the explosion in the market district. It's a way to let them know that she's still working hard to help others - that she hasn't given up.

Maybe she should have though. Her and Apollo might be a little too similar in how stubborn they can be. Especially when it comes to protecting others.

When Eggsy reaches to touch her wrist he'll find her skin feels like it's on fire - unnaturally hot. Her eyes open at the touch, but they're glassy, and she feels dizzy from pushing herself too hard. ]

Sorry, I'm fine. I'm... [ She has to turn her head away, ducking it down into the scarf she's pulled on to let out a sneeze, another two or three following the first in rapid succession. ]

I'm not finished yet.

[tailorable]

[ When he feels the abnormal heat of her skin, his eyes widen in alarm. Eggsy's no doctor, mind you, but he knows enough about everyday illnesses. Perhaps she has a fever? Something normal but untreated. He ignores thoughts of the attack in the market and the rumours of a gas-induced sickness.

Shifting his hand from her wrist, he threads his fingers through her own, applying light pressure. Concern bleeds into his features, twisting his mouth into a frown and creasing his brows. ]

[ gently — ] Might be time for a break. [ He cants his head, taking in her unfocused expression, and brings his other hand to her shoulder, steadying. ] How long have you been feeling sick, Athena?

[ the question is mainly an attempt to gauge how out of it she is, and if he'll be able to convince her to go home. ]

[cykedelic]

[ It's telling that she seems to sigh in relief because his hand is cool to her, leaning into it almost until she realises that she's doing that at all. ]

Wha...? [ She sounds out of it even when she lifts her head, trying to push herself up again because no no no she's fine. She just had a few more steps to go! Simon's pod was still pretty close. Close enough to be in view, actually. ] I'm fine, re-- [ She has to stop suddenly to sneeze into her elbow though, luckily not sneezing on him. He's safe. ]

[tailorable]

[ A part of this should be a little amusing, but Eggsy can't find it in himself to smile, when Athena is normally so vivacious and focused. ]

Athena. [ His voice is firmer than before, taut with concern. He keeps his pace measured and even, given her confused reply and aborted attempt to stand. ]

I think you need to get home. Can I help you do that? [ a beat. He wouldn't normally do this, but — ] Please.