SEIZE + [Action/Audio]

[tearmeanewone]

[September 22nd - 24th]

[Locked to BioShock Infinitely Guilty House]

[Just by looking at the network, anyone would be able to tell that the anomalies in Luceti are coming faster and are starting to affect residents in stranger ways. Somehow, Elizabeth, Gai, Booker, Robert, and Rosalind's house has escaped unscathed. Until now.]

[One quiet, lazy morning, Elizabeth wakes up her husband by wrapping her arms around him from behind. Only as far as she's concerned, they aren't married. Very close, yes, she sings nearly every song he writes-- sometimes even the ones he doesn't write for her to sing. But more importantly, there are some serious-looking crystals growing from her severed pinky all the way up to her shoulder.]

Good morning, darling~


((OOC: If anyone wants to spot Elizabeth running around town with a half-crystalized arm and way longer hair, FEEL FREE. 8Db She'll be at her AU-self's usual haunts: Good Spirits, the library, and doing various gunbattle simulations in the Battle Dome.))



[September 25th - 28th]

[Locked to BioShock Infinitely Guilty House]

[Nobody gets a break. On the morning of the 25th, Elizabeth isn't in her bed. Though there's some smears of blood left on her pillow. She's standing in Booker's room, watching him sleep almost as though she can't believe he's there. She's absolutely still, as though saying something would break the illusion.]

[Wherever she's come from, she looks like she's been through hell. Blood all down one side of her face, bruising and blood at the inner corner of her left eye, her clothes have been practically shredded. Standing and watching Booker looking like this probably isn't the best plan, but...]


[Action]

[The last time this version of Elizabeth had been in Luceti, there was definitely more firm purpose to her step. This time, after cleaning herself up, Elizabeth wanders around the village as though she barely recognizes where she is. Or she's in awe of it. Or afraid that it's going to suddenly start storming and the entire village is going to catch fire. Over and over again, she bends and pulls at her fully-formed pinky. Maybe she shouldn't be making excursions into the village like this, but... it would no doubt be the last time she saw it.]


[Audio - Locked to Eleanor]

I'm sorry Eleanor, I need to talk to you one more time.

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[tearmeanewone]

[She nods and pulls away from Booker. Elizabeth remembers the way to the bathroom, but the rest is a little murky right now. Like who she woke up next to, why there was a puppy wandering around the house...]

[Once she gets there, she strips off her shirt, stockings, and skirt and leaves them in a ball on the floor. All of it is ruined anyway. Her slip and underwear is at least cleaner and undamaged.]

[amonglions]

[Booker lets her go, only to rush into the kitchen and grab the first aid kit - he can't actually believe that she's not still injured. There's just so much blood...

After they separate, it gives Booker a moment to actually think about what has happened. And whether or not this is permanent - like those goddamn nightmares.

It's a series of thoughts left unfinished as he follows her path to the bathroom and opens the door...only to hesitate and pull it back closed enough for him to speak through a crack.]

Uh... can I come in?

[Ever a product of his time, Booker doesn't actually come inside the bathroom before hearing an answer.

He has a bathrobe he knows Elizabeth uses - used? - tucked over his arm.]

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[Elizabeth looks up when the door opens, and she smiles when Booker closes it again except for the crack he talks through. Booker could be so clumsy with his feelings and expressing them, she'd missed it.]

[She goes to the door and opens it further again, smiling encouragingly.] I'm not exactly decent, but I think I can stand to be in front of you.

[She sits herself up on the sink after noticing the first aid kit. Maybe she still had some scratches, she wasn't sure.]

do you still wanna finish dis one?

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[He somehow manages not to explode when she opens the door. If anything he just looks concerned. And tired, very tired.]

Here. If you want it.

[He holds up the fluffy robe for her to slip her arms into. Amazingly enough, he manages not looking in the other direction until she puts it on. Preserving her modesty seems stupid, especially now.]

my little kokoro

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[Elizabeth stares at the robe for a beat, almost as though she's trying to remember what it is and what its purpose is. Eventually she slides into it, pulls it around her and belts it. It's so soft, and so warm.]

[And it hits her, hard-- she's been cold and in pain for days.]

[She starts crying as she holds the robe around her.]

is it brokoro?

[amonglions]

[To say that Booker panics is a...well, it's pretty accurate actually. As Elizabeth begins to cry Booker pulls some pretty impressive aneurysm faces - thinking for a moment (a long moment) that he screwed up and did something wrong. Robes weren't supposed to make people cry!

But then his actual brain catches up with him and he thinks about how she looked when he woke up.]

You don't... have to tell me what happened... [I'm not sure if I want to know.]

But you can when you want to...

[The most tentative hug ever is being executed. And he doesn't care about tears soaking into his shirt.]