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pre-evacuation ota

Who: Ann Takamaki & You!
What: Ann setting her Olympia room/home on fire, no big deal.
When: Before evacuation.
Where: House 14
Warning(s): Speak of sexual assault and underage sex.

[ It was late, days before the evacuation to Wyver. Despite her attempts to treat her sickness, she's lacking energy and feels listless. Even now, Ann feels like she's crazy. Sweat pours down her back and she can barely string together cohesive sentences at this point. Her fever refuses to break and she's gone from uncomfortable, to bad, to worse.

In her sickness, tonight — there's something added to it. Something that has bad consequences. Those consequences were flames engulfing her second floor bedroom, her open widow pouring smoke out into the street. This was no simple file — a tall figure looms in the distance and anyone who is near the open window or in the home itself can hear Ann screaming at... no one. The flames were caused by Carmen, but it was all due to hallucinations on her part — thinking that someone who haunts her past was calling out to her, begging to watch the next time she unzips her catsuit or shares a bed with someone.

Yup. Ann is envisioning Suguru Kamoshida in her room.

For now, Ann is sitting on her bed, too weak to move past summoning Carmen. Help??? ]

Ge-Get out! Why did you have to wake up...? Before Shiho...?

[ OOC: Hi there! This is open to everyone, just in case anyone wants to try and snap Ann out of it and stop Carmen from burning her damn house down. Of course, she won't, but her room will be destroyed before causing any major damage outside of it.

Ann's close CR is definitely welcome and any passerbys on the street too! ]

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[ Note to self, Rin: Express your gratitude to Akira for allowing you to snuggle with him in his room the moment Ann showed signs of hallucinations because if it weren't for him, you'd be a baked tsun-potato.

It’s been several hours since Ann tried to set the house to flames with everyone inside and luckily, there were no significant injuries, and the fire was contained before it could spread throughout the rest of the house. When Rin found Ann, the girl was sitting off to the side on a nearby bench. Rin, cloaked in a bedspread she ransacked from Akira’s room, approaches the girl and plops next to her. With unspoken words, Rin extends an arm behind Ann’s back and draws her into the blanket with her. Like Rin herself, Ann is still in a cold sweat.

She sighs at the thought of this sickness and how it had completed took over her body at this point. While she wasn’t being hit with hallucinations, Rin's feeling it in other ways–enduring the aches and pains and feeling restless. Playing big spoon/little spoon was one of the few things that calmed her, which made her feel less-reluctant to cling to a boy’s side at night. Admittedly, she's also using this opportunity to cuddle up to Ann, because, cough, cough, she’s sick… ]

So.. who’s Shiho?

[ Nnn, She heard everything. ]

[ It's going to be a long night. Ann thought she was too tired to even consider summoning Carmen. Even now, she feels she's drained — her body just limply sitting on the nearest bench as the last of the flames extinguished.

Ann was given a shirt to wear, but her body was still pretty exposed. Rin's sudden plop and extension of the blanket made her feel...warm? She's taken a back— mainly embarrassed she did something so horrible, risked others and ...uh. brought attention to herself.

But, they both seem to play similarly to one another. While Ann adores Rin, Rin gives her what she needs in that moment. ]

... She's my closest friend. She's been... in stasis since we woke up. Before we dropped from the sky like raindrops.

[ Sorry, she's just resting her head on you at this point. ]

I thought she would have woken up by now.

[ Hey Ann, boo boo, I hate to break it to you but Shiho is not waking up anytime soon. No one is going to play her. Ever.

Despite everything that had happened during the last few days, there’s still a spark that sets off the second the other girl leans in close to Rin’s side. She’s blushing, but she’s doing a decent enough job at hiding. Her fingers were fiddling at the hem of her skirt, and her eyes were shyly glaring in the opposite direction. There’s a slight cough in her throat as she attempts to clear it. ]

Oh? [ A thoughtful hum soon follows. It seemed they all had someone close still locked up in those space pods; the thought further prompts her mind crop a visual of Sakura sound asleep within one. The thought only lasts momentarily, but it still gave her a reason to nibble down at her lip anxiously. ]

I'm not one to judge, but back where I'm from, it's uncommon to set our friends on fire.

[ Rin heard the "before Shiho" bit, but she's just playing dumb to see how much the girl is willing to spill. Her eyes roll back towards the opposite corner of her sockets, piercing towards Ann. ]

Do I have anything to worry about? Tell me now, so I can properly prepare myself accordingly.

Edited 2017-10-24 00:25 (UTC)

[ LOOK, let me have this emo gay moment.

She's thankful Rin is talking about Shiho and not the crazed yelling she apparently did at nothing. She coughs a bit, clearing her throat and refocusing her attention on her. Eyes divert upwards, but distinctively: she doesn't shift her position. ]

I don't know what happened. I — uh, I learned a little bit ago how to control Carmen. This stupid sickness.. it's getting worse, I guess. Or maybe I just didn't eat enough ice cream...

[ Ann... that's two different topics entirely. But sick = ice cream, right? But, Rin talks about being worried and she sits up straight now. Ann shakes her head, frantic in her admission. ]

N-No! I don't think so. I — look. This seriously has never happened before. I thought I saw something from back home that — that I hate. I guess Carmen was trying to protect me.

[ Prompto had been overdue to drop in on Ann. He'd been trying (keyword: trying) to keep tabs on his sick friends as best he could, but the worse this plague got, the more uncertain he'd been about how to spend his time. Chase down possible culprits? Sure. Help clean up and repair the market? That, too. Tend to the ill? That's a full-time job, when his girlfriend is one of them.

But he finally finds some time to stop by Ann's place, a little care package tucked under his arm, because he'd feel like a major chump if he just showed up empty handed. He won't stay long, he's decided - he doesn't want to intrude on anyone's hospitality on the best of times, and when they're sick as a dog, even less so.

Of course, any plans he had went out the window (ha) when he notices the smoke. ]

- Shit!

[ And he breaks into a full-on run. That's her place, isn't it? That's her place - that's her place, and it's on fire, and he can -

He can hear her screaming.

Prompto skids to a stop below the window, casting a wild look up to see what he can make out through the billowing smoke. ]

Ann! Ann! Can you hear me?!

[ If he doesn't get an answer, well. Looks like he's gonna see how well video games taught him to scale buildings. ]

[ It had been an interesting time. Something that was a lot to weigh on the fever-induced fits of sickness that kept her bed-ridden for most of the day. She misses the sun, she misses smelling the fresh air and leaving her room.

Everything boiled over, bubbled to literal flames. Ann keeps herself steady on the bed, looking at Carmen setting the room aflame. Kamoshida's vision flashes every so often and she just buries her face against the sheet.

The heat nips at her skin, flushing her further than she was.

Sorry, Prompto, you're gonna have to shimmy up onto the balcony from the rain duct to get to her.

BE THE HERO. ]

[ That's...not the answer he wanted to hear. Or not-hear, as the case may be. And no one's rushing out the door, or to the window to call for help, which means for whatever reason, she can't get out on her own.

So he doesn't hesitate a second longer. Prompto winds back a few paces into the street, blowing out a tense, steeling breath, and then takes off at the outer wall of the house in a flat-out run. Good thing he has his good ol' adventurin' instincts to rely on, even if he's never quite climbed up a rain duct before. There's a first time for everything.

So with the speed from his run, he gets a few steps up the wall before he grabs the rain duct and climbs up it quickly and swings himself over onto the balcony. It might've looked kind of cool if he wasn't panicked as hell, and that's the last thing on his mind right now.

He steps into the room, the smoke billowing and burning his eyes, and he covers his mouth with his elbow as he edges towards Ann on the bed. The hell is that thing making the fire, anyway?

He doesn't have time to dwell on it. Instead, he reaches his free hand out and shakes Ann by the shoulder. ]

Ann! C'mon, snap out of it - we've got to get out of here!

[ At least he's getting his cardio in for the day. Ann's form was limp at first, her body not showing much signs of anything — no resistance, nothing but dead weight. It's not until Carmen fans a green glow to the girl, awakening her with a gasping cry. ]

Get out!

[ The flame erupts up the wall, snaking up towards the ceiling. Her eyes focus, darting from the flames to Prompto. Croaking his name with a hoarse voice, Ann clutches harshly onto his forearm.

With this sense, Ann looks to Carmen, who dissipates to nothing. ]

He's not here — I'm sorry.

[ She tries to stand, stumbling against him as she tries to usher towards the window. There seems to be a crowd already preparing buckets of water. And she can luckily see her roomies off in the distance? Yikes. ]

[ There's a tense moment when she snaps awake and cries out that he's nearly paralyzed by fear - this is so bad, there's fire everywhere, and what if she won't come with him willingly - but then she's reaching out to grip his forearm, as much a lifeline for him as it is for her.

Whatever it is that's been making the fire disappears with a look from her, and while he has about a million questions, they're all pushed aside in the relief that he isn't going to have to fight it off.

So he moves with her to the balcony. Okay. Okay. He can do this. ]

Get on my back! We're doing this piggy-back style!

[ And he'll crouch down low enough for her to climb on. ]

Edited 2017-11-07 03:55 (UTC)

[ There's part of her that feels this is one big dream, but the sting of smoke in her nostrils and the heaviness of her vision proves otherwise. Ann's giving him a look, one that finally has her make a coherent pool of thought: ]

Can you even hold me? [ That's not a jab at him, she's been eating carbs for 2 weeks. ] Fine — just, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[ The flames whip behind them as she carefully climbs on indeed! Her grasp is weak, arms like slight noodles as she just...lays there and lets Prompto play hero. ]

[ Improbably, he manages a breathless laugh, even as the heat gains on them and has him sweating at his temples. Oh gods, they have to get out of here. ]

C-c'mon, would these guns every let you down?

[ His smile is weak, but his grip is strong as he eases them over the side of the balcony. His hands are sure, even if they're shaking from adrenaline. They've had to operate under stressful situations before. This is just another one of those. Except this time, he isn't shooting a gun. He's climbing down the side of the building, and trying not to let Ann slip from his back in the process.

So his climbing is slow going, his heart beating about a mile a minute, but it's fortunately only one story and he's close enough to jump about halfway down. Landing on his feet, he stays poised like that for a moment longer as if to assure himself that they've really made it, before he carefully eases down onto his knees. ]

S-stuck the landing...

[ For the most part, he's successful in keeping her secure. Her grasp weak, her eyes shutting with each movement and jolt of his body. It's weird — she had moments where she can still feel the heat as she was escorted down, but moments where she shivered against him.

The sudden drop nearly makes her puke on him but she was successful in keeping it together. Stumbling back once he sets her down, she looks up to the flurry of people trying to put out the fire. ]

It's bad, isn't it...? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[ Her not puking on him is definitely appreciated. The fire may still be burning, but there are other people ready to take care of that, and Prompto's attention is entirely on Ann now. Gods, what must be going through her mind right now? He'd seen the effects the plague could have on the mind. This isn't the first disaster he's stumbled into because of it.

Unfortunately, his previous experience hasn't really prepared him for how to deal with this one any better, but he keeps an arm looped around Ann's shoulders, both to keep her on her feet and to offer whatever reassurance his presence actually can. It probably...isn't much, and maybe he'd be better off trying to reunite her with her roommates. But...he's the one who's with her right now.

So, he'll do what he can. ]

Hey, Anna Banana, you don't have anything to be sorry about. Whatever you saw...it isn't you. This sickness is playin' tricks with people's heads.

[ It keeps her steady — keeps her from flaring up with a confused expression. Had she a moment to catch her thoughts, she'd thank him. It was a lot to deal with and all she can do is say sorry. Apologize with sincerity for the — well, eruption of flames that overtake her bedroom. ]

It was him — like.. the person I hate so badly. The one I helped stop from hurting my friend... [ Will it make sense, who knows. ] I could have sworn he was here — watching me and ...

[ Well, fetishizing her? She looks down. ]

I didn't even remember summoning Carmen.

[ Maybe he doesn't know who she's talking about, but he understands all too well the kind of hallucination she's talking about. The kind that makes a person lash out defensively...

Carmen. Okay, so, he's going to ask about that later. Like, way later. When all of this is waaaay said and done.

He squeezes her shoulders gently, speaking as reassuringly as he can, given his own heart is still racing. ]

It's okay now. Whoever you saw...he isn't here. He can't hurt you. [ A deep breath. ] Man, guess I picked the right time to come visit you, huh?

[ When there isn't smoke in the sky and flames fanning her walls, she'll definitely tell him about Carmen. Don't worry. :(

For now, Ann just looks to him with a saddened expression, one that's one-part tired and one-part just... disappointed? ]

Right... he's just in one of those pods — he's up there and I ... just thought he was here. He woke up before Shiho did. And it made me so angry.

[ And disgusted. But, she sighs when he tries to calm her down. ]

I guess you did. Maybe you'll get a knightly promotion from this, huh?

[ Her flattery earns her a blush and a chuckle on his part, though the concern doesn't quite leave his eyes. She can't beat herself up about this, when it was really out of her control. He hates this - this illness, and what it's doing to people's heads. It's just...so messed up, and there's nothing they've been able to do to stop it. ]

Hah - guess we'll have to wait and see, huh? [ He shrugs lightly, grinning lopsidedly. ] I just...do what I can to look out for my friends, you know?

[ Even if that means rescuing them from their burning home while they're deliriously ill, yeah. ]

[ She can't really fight it — if he wants to be modest, sure. She knows how much it means to her that her friends are here. All of her friends mean something special to her, and with them there — she's strong enough to overcome anything. Her form is slumped a bit, eyes down on the ground as she just — well, tries to recover. ]

Yeah. I know.

[ She's the same in that regard. She'd do anything for them and she's trying not to get emotional but with a push of her palm to her eyes, it's obvious she's just trying to collect herself. ]

I just wish he wasn't here. Pod or not. ...In my mind or real.

...I know what you mean.

[ His voice is still warm and gentle, but tinged at its edges with melancholy. He can relate, as much as he wishes he didn't, as much as he wishes she didn't have to deal with someone like that. ]

The Natha...they didn't only save good people. It - it sucks, but....long as the good guys like you and me stick together, we'll be okay.

[ He offers her a weak but genuine smile. ]

And we're just suppose to be okay even when we don't feel like it.

[ There's definitely a bitterness in her voice for that one. She wishes the guy wasn't saved — Ann had thought that she got over her feelings of hatred, but knowing her parents...and so many others weren't saved? But he was? It's enough to keep her going. Keep her a bit rageful. ]

I wouldn't say I'm that good. Sure, I can kick ass in a fight, but — ugh.. [ She's not making sense. ] I just wish I could get him out of my head. What if he wakes up now..?

[ If only he could say that it's that easy. That you could just wish someone away, the ghost of what they've done to you never haunting your shadow again. But...it doesn't work like that, and while the Natha had saved a lot of really, really good people, they had also saved some...really terrible people.

He's - not the right person for this. He never has been, but he tries, because while he may be no eloquent speech-maker, he knows how to speak from the heart, and hopefully...that'll be something. ]

Then...we'll find a way to deal with him. I mean...look at all the people who came to help out with your, uh, house fire situation.

[ He slants a grin at her. ]

We've got your back, Ann.

[ They weren't the "Gods" making the call. They had no say in who was saved, woken up, went to sleep — it was all some big cluster of randoms... She stiffens her posture a bit, a hand coming to wipe away any budding tears that try so desperately to spill out. ]

... I — ... thanks.

[ She doesn't need to say more on that. Just like Palaces, they deal with things head on. ]

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