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Alfie Solomons ([personal profile] devoutish) wrote in [community profile] snowblindrpg2016-11-17 02:06 pm

[log] the monster bait squad [closed]

Characters: Alfie Solomons, Claire Temple, Emily Kaldwin, Peter, Royce Melborn, Tifa Lockhart
Location building 162
Date: evening of 179 to morning of 181
Summary: LET'S SEE IF ANYONE DIES
Warnings: n/a; will edit if anything comes up

A hotel--the Norfinbury Inn. By hotel standards, it's not especially large, but it's the largest building in the downtown area. The lobby is mostly empty and seems a bit old-fashioned in design, with what appear to be wooden floors and fairly plain walls. There are a few cozy areas where people can sit, and a fireplace in the center that, while it has no wood, is in perfect working order. The front desk has nothing of note except for all the keycards to the various rooms of the hotel. It looks like there are a total of twenty rooms. There is no elevator--looks like you'll have to use the stairs the old-fashioned way.

There is a small dining room area, although there are no tables or chairs to be found. The room echoes uncomfortably due to its emptiness. It connects to a small industrial kitchen, although there is no longer any food or appliances to be found. It seems like the ovens and stoves were cut out of their places. The sinks still work, at least. There is also a door that unlocks with a management keycard that can be found in the lobby that leads downstairs.

The basement is very simple. It's colder down here than in the rest of the building, and utilitarian in style. There's a small break room, a laundry room that no longer has any of its machinery but does have large rolling baskets for moving clothes in bulk (that refuse to leave the hotel, unfortunately) and some cleaning carts devoid of cleaning supplies (that are just as stubborn as the clothes baskets). There's a small room with space for what must have once been a furnace--and an actual very old-fashioned incinerator. It's not on, of course, but if a fire were started manually, it would still function. There's nothing inside it.

The first floor of the hotel contains rooms 101 to 110. There are five single rooms and five double rooms. All of the plumbing works, though the water runs cold. The second floor, containing rooms 201 to 210, is identical to the first floor, except for one door that has no key. It's unlocked--going inside reveals an empty room covered in pictures of an eye, drawn in black paint. All of the eyes have been scribbled out with black pen.
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Tifa parks herself as far away from the room where she killed Royce as she can, curls up on one of the beds with her back against the headboard, and just sits. She knows Alfie and Royce are back, but she can't even look at them. She can't look at Emily, either. They must all hate her, and she doesn't blame them. Every once in a while, she checks her gloves instinctively. She remembers them being soaked through with blood. She remembers her coat being soaked through with it, remembers the sharp smell of copper clinging to her, but it's all gone, like nothing ever happened. Like it was a bad dream, but she's certain it wasn't.]
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Tifa tenses up, wrapping her arms around her knees as she peeks up at him through her bangs. Her eyes are back to normal, at the very least. She has no idea why he'd want to talk to her at this point, but she gives him the barest of nods.]
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[It's strange. She said the same thing to Cloud once, and to Bucky later, and now she knows why it had no effect. It feels like it was her, because she can remember doing it and wanting to do it. Whether or not she was influenced doesn't really matter, does it? Certainly not to Royce.

Tifa pulls in a breath, shaky and ragged, and seems to struggle for a moment before answering.]


But I still—

[She goes quiet again, burying her face in her arms, and her response is muffled this time.]

You... You don't have to try to make me feel better.
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She still can't bring herself to look up at him, and she shakes her head.]

I should go. I should just...

[Her voice breaks, throat tightening, and she tries to force herself to continue, but she can't. If she can't even look at Alfie and Royce, she can't imagine how it must feel for them. It isn't fair of her to force her presence on them at this point, or to expect forgiveness, is it?]
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Tifa lifts her head, finally, although she looks up at the ceiling instead of at him, because her vision is blurring and the guilt is crushing. Not just for killing them, but for breaking down like this. It feels unfair that she's being so weak in front of him, that he's the one trying to get her to calm down when he was the victim in all this.]

Why not? Royce can't even— He can't... He ran from me, and you shouldn't...

[She's half hysterical, she knows, but now that she's talking she can't stop.]

You shouldn't have to look at us after what we did. You... You don't have to make yourself.
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
I-I'm sorry.

[She blinks back tears, taking in another breath, half a sob.]

Royce doesn't want me here.

[She doesn't really sound hurt by it, although she is, because she understands exactly why. But still, if Royce doesn't want her here, she doesn't think she should force her presence on him on top of everything else.]
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
I know, I just... I just think staying is making it worse.

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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-11-25 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Claire finds Tifa later in the day, when she's able to move around without feeling too queasy and feels calmer, worrying about others more than about herself at this point. She - she's okay, she managed to fight the voices off, but she knows that not everyone could. She knows what Tifa did, and it must be - a living nightmare.

She careful when she walks into the room, announcing herself with a light knock on the door.]


Hey. Can I come in?

[She leans against the doorframe, biting the inside of her lower lip for a moment.]

I know we haven't really had a chance to talk before, but...I wanted to check on you.
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Tifa is torn between desperately wanting company and hoping everyone leaves her alone, so when Claire knocks, she tenses, glancing up. It isn't that she doesn't want to talk to Claire necessarily, it's just that she doesn't know how to talk about what happened, and she doesn't think she deserves to be comforted. After a slightly awkward, unintentional pause, Tifa nods, speaking up in a small voice.]

Sure. Um... Thanks.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-11-25 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Claire nods, coming into the room and pulling the door almost closed - not completely, giving Tifa an out if she needs one. She walks closer, and sits on the edge of the bed opposite from Tifa, sitting cross-legged.

Usually, when faced with trauma victims of any kind, Claire likes to relax them by opening up, giving them reasons to trust her. She's not too sure where to start, here. Maybe at the beginning.]


I'm sorry we haven't had a chance to chat under better circumstances. But just so you know, you can come to me anytime, whenever you feel like. And we can talk about whatever. Like, let me break the ice, yeah? As you know, my name's Claire Temple, I'm 34, and I'm a healthcare professional. I'm a nurse, I work in the emergency department in a New York City hospital. And...I don't really know why I ended up in Norfinbury, since I'm no one special, I don't have any powers and I'm not really important, but here I am.

[She opens up her hands in a uncertain gesture and shrugs, giving Tifa a small smile. Inviting questions if she has any, or for her to speak if she wants to. Anything at all that can bring her back to her normal self, to an extent.]
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tifa nods a little. She doesn't think she can manage small talk right now, because she just doesn't have the energy or the mindset for it, so she hesitates for a moment.]

I don't have any powers either.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-11-25 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire gives her a small smile.]

Where are you from?
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Gaia. I used to live in a big city called Midgar. There aren't many people from home here.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-11-25 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
But you've got some friends here? I mean, you have - [She pauses, looking down for a moment.] - you have Alfie and Royce, already, but anyone from back home, too?

[Heaving out a breath, Claire shakes her head.]

Gosh, I'm sorry. You don't have to answer if you don't want to.
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-25 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[That gets her to clam up. With the way Royce reacted to her before, she doubts he'll ever speak to her again, and she can't blame him. Besides, she's accepted the fact that Cloud and Nathan won't be coming back, so she just shrugs, curling in on herself a little more.]

I guess so.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-11-26 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Damn it. Claire sees the moment Tifa tenses, and swears inwardly. Bad move. Swallowing thickly, she takes her time before talking again, looking down at her hands, wrapped around her ankles.]

There's a few people from my world, here. You know, the Avengers guys? But I don't know them. I just...deal with the fallout of what they do.

[Sighing, Claire stops beating around the bush, looking down to try and catch Tifa's eyes, her voice gentle.]

Look, I'm sorry about what happened. It might always haunt you, but you know it wasn't your fault, right? It wasn't. I can only guess what's going through your head, but if you want a shoulder to cry on, I'm happy to offer you mine. I'm a good listener, I won't judge, and anything you tell me will stay strictly between us. I swore an oath, and I swear to you.

[She pauses.]

And this is valid now, or whenever you want in the future. And if you tell me it's never going to happen, that's okay too. Hopefully you just have someone you can talk to.
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-11-30 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tifa chews on her lip, then nods, still staring down at the blanket.]

Thank you.

[There's a slightly awkward pause.]

I just... I don't know if I can talk about it yet. I don't want to think about it.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-11-30 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
That's okay.

[Claire reaches out, not touching Tifa, but petting the mattress between the two of them.]

I'm just saying. Any time. If you ever want to. Yeah?

[Then she shrugs, still smiling.]

I can also leave if you want me to.
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[personal profile] powersouls 2016-12-02 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
You don't have to leave, I'm just... I'm not very good company right now.

[She does appreciate the offer to talk, though, even if she's not willing to take it just yet.]

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