attempt number { oo2 } ❋ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ❋ feeling fine i'm feeling patient.

[indestructible]

[ Claire is aged down. To before she knew about her ability. So she's going to be confused, all over again, about her magical life here. ]

Lyle? Lyle! Did you do this? You'd better not have ruined what mom and I are baking!

[ Okay. No response from Lyle. This is a problem. ]

Mom? Dad? Where are you guys? Come on - this isn't funny!

Um -- [ She looks visibly freaked, more and more by the second. ]

Is -- anyone out there? Who could tell me what's happening? Who knows?

Comments

[notvictorious]

Claire? I know you don't know me, but I'm Victor. uh Everything's mostly fine? Don't be too freaked.

[indestructible]

You're right, I don't know you! Who are you? What am I doing here? And why do you know my name?

[notvictorious]

uh What do you know about time travel?

[indestructible]

... That it's in movies. Usually involving a car and an old guy with really bad hair.

[notvictorious]

I know this sounds crazy, but it's kinda real.

[indestructible]

Yeah, right.

[notvictorious]

I don't know how else go explain it.

[indestructible]

How does that explain me being here with some freak who thinks time travel is real?

[notvictorious]

Because that's what's happening right now. The time travel thing.

[indestructible]

Okay, so... do you know anyone who can give me any actual information?

[notvictorious]

No. Sorry.

[indestructible]

Great. Thanks anyway.

[oftpartitioned]

aww this is crappy.

[indestructible]

I couldn't tell.

[oftpartitioned]

I'm sorry.

[indestructible]

It's not like you did it.

Is it?

[oftpartitioned]

heck no!!

[indestructible]

Then why are you talking to me?

[oftpartitioned]

well excuuuuuse me for trying to be nice!!! JERK

[indestructible]

You haven't said a single thing that's helped me.

[oftpartitioned]

uhh like, I said I was sorry stuff sucked, you dont have to be a bitch about it

[indestructible]

I was looking for information.

[misery-chic.livejournal.com]

Complete hysterical mayhem. The island's gone mad, I tell you. Mad.

[however, she doesn't really sound all that upset! oops.]

[indestructible]

Okay, when did I wind up on an island?

[misery-chic.livejournal.com]

... Wow, I guess it's true what they say about the correlation of throwing yourself out of windows of multistory buildings and brain damage.

[indestructible]

Any plans to start like... making sense? Nobody's jumped out of a window.

[misery-chic.livejournal.com]

Nobody except you, you mean.

[indestructible]

I haven't jumped out a window.

[misery-chic.livejournal.com]

Well, no, not today you haven't.

[indestructible]

Or ever?

[misery-chic.livejournal.com]

Um, unless you have an extremely convincing doppelganger, I'm pretty sure you have. I distinctly remember associating your face with a particular feeling of nausea.