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forgotten_titan(When Tara woke up after her first death, her initial reaction was to throw her quilt covers off and gasp for air. Dying from radiation poisoning is horrible, and the slow death had definitely hit her hard. Things get even more confusing for her when she notices that she's back in her bed, totally healthy and alive. She scrambles for the curtains; the sight of Mayfield, back to normal, both relieves her and scares her.)
Action: 625 Topper Street and around
(Tara's inching out the door of her house nervously. She keeps looking around, half-expecting a cannibal to pop out of nowhere. There's a box out on the doorstep that has her name on it though, so she HAS to go out. Unwrapping it where she stands, her apprehension changes to surprise, then happiness, and then sadness as she stares at the photograph of her and her father that Mayfield had just sent to her.
If you're around, you'll notice her staring glumly at the picture. Wanna ask her how she's feeling?)
Action: Mayfield High
(She seems out of it today. Instead of studiously taking notes like usual during class, she just seems to be staring out the window vacantly, her pencil idly tracing around her books. Teachers may need to grab her attention before they'll get even a reaction out of her, while fellow classmates are free to ask her what's wrong.)
Phone
Ummm...hi, this might sound like a weird question to ask but...does anyone have any practice swords or something that I can borrow?
Action: 625 Topper Street and around
(Tara's inching out the door of her house nervously. She keeps looking around, half-expecting a cannibal to pop out of nowhere. There's a box out on the doorstep that has her name on it though, so she HAS to go out. Unwrapping it where she stands, her apprehension changes to surprise, then happiness, and then sadness as she stares at the photograph of her and her father that Mayfield had just sent to her.
If you're around, you'll notice her staring glumly at the picture. Wanna ask her how she's feeling?)
Action: Mayfield High
(She seems out of it today. Instead of studiously taking notes like usual during class, she just seems to be staring out the window vacantly, her pencil idly tracing around her books. Teachers may need to grab her attention before they'll get even a reaction out of her, while fellow classmates are free to ask her what's wrong.)
Phone
Ummm...hi, this might sound like a weird question to ask but...does anyone have any practice swords or something that I can borrow?
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Date: 2011-12-12 09:46 pm (UTC)Hey. Town send you back a depressing picture too?
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Date: 2011-12-13 12:22 am (UTC)(She nods at Yuna's question.)
Yeah. I mean, it's not a bad picture, it's just...it's a picture of my dad, and I miss him a lot.
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Date: 2011-12-13 12:37 am (UTC)Yeah, I know what you mean. I guess the town decided it wasn't making the holidays depressing enough, huh?
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Date: 2011-12-13 12:46 am (UTC)You got a picture like that too?
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Date: 2011-12-13 12:52 am (UTC)[Another nod as Yuna hands the picture over for Tara to take a look. It's a picture of her as a little girl, smiling and laughing with her parents.]
I mean, it was bad enough reminding me about dad, but...
[She probably doesn't really need to actually say the rest of that. It's from when her mom was still alive.]
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Date: 2011-12-13 01:15 am (UTC)Your parents look like really nice people.
(She shows Yuna her picture as well. It's one of her dad and her, taken at the carnival.)
I just got out of hospital when this picture was taken; I was in a coma for four months. Dad thought that I needed some cheering up, so he took me to the carnival. He knows I love carnivals.
Man, I ate so much cotton candy and pie I nearly got sick again.
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Date: 2011-12-13 01:17 am (UTC)[Picture exchange! Yuna laughs a little at the story, smiling at the picture.]
You guys look really happy together. I bet your dad's a pretty great guy.
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Date: 2011-12-13 01:23 am (UTC)(She pauses, feeling another wave of homesickness hit her.)
I'm sorry, I never introduced myself. I'm Tara.
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Date: 2011-12-13 02:45 am (UTC)[She gives a bit of a wistful smile.]
Nice to meet you, Tara. I'm Yuna.
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Date: 2011-12-13 02:32 pm (UTC)(She responds with a tentative smile of her own.)
I'd like to meet your dad, maybe he could teach mine to relax.
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Date: 2011-12-13 09:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-14 02:26 am (UTC)My Dad works at home, so he's usually the one who does the household chores. But sometimes we cook together; especially on Saturday. We tend to make a lot of mess when we're in the kitchen, so we need time to clean up.
(She chuckles.)
Dad's such a serious and strict person, that it's always funny to see him wearing that apron I got him for Father's Day. It's got, "Number 1 Dad" written over it, with a chef hat too.
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Date: 2011-12-14 09:31 pm (UTC)[She laughs a little.]
Wish I could see a picture of that! I can't even imagine it from how serious you keep saying he is. I bet he looks pretty silly in it.
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Date: 2011-12-15 03:28 pm (UTC)I actually did take a picture of him in it once. Maybe the town will give that back to me, and I can show it to you some time.
Thanks for talking with me Yuna. I really needed this.
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Date: 2011-12-16 12:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-16 04:00 pm (UTC)(She smiles and nods.)
I guess I should start getting ready for school, huh? Don't want to get droned or anything for being late. I'll see you around then.
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