Lisa Garland (
bluedespitebeing) wrote2012-02-09 11:15 am
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First Injection. [audio/video/action for new bark town.]
[For a few seconds, the audio feed only gives off static. Crackles of life soon follow, as well as cuts and bits of a woman's voice.]
--ou broke i-- --y? I told y-- --ot-- --row it.
[Yep, barely out of the box and it seems that this newcomer has already trashed her gear pretty well. There's a static-filled sigh, though she doesn't seem particularly upset with whoever she's speaking to.]
Wonder if it st-- --ks. --at's-- --light? Hello? If anyo-- --ear m--
--isa. Lisa G-- --nd. Where a-- --le-- --Hill?
[The woman falls silent for a few moments. Apparently, she had been figuring out the buttons, as the audio feed switches to a weak video. It shows a wide-eyed blonde. Maybe it's the flickering screen or the slightly-distorted picture, but it almost looks like there's...blood on her clothes--a nurse uniform.]
Is-- --van? I tho-- --s dead...
[And the feed ends there. Sorry, but any replies from Lisa will be pretty choppy for a while, it seems!]
[ooc: Getting this in before tomorrow's teeth-pulling. Tags might be slow over the weekend, but I will do my best!]
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Good idea.
At least you'll be able to ... y'know. Stay warm there.
.... I uh...
[She rubs the back of her neck a little awkwardly.]
... It's good to see you.
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She was, of course, grateful for Alessa/Heather's presence. She was the only familiar thing she'd come across, and the girl had certainly been helpful. But Lisa's own feelings about the patient that had barely been alive, burned practically beyond recognition...
How could they have been happy to see each other?]
I... Yeah. It's good-- --oo, Alessa.
[The smile is strained, certainly, and her voice does have the slightest quiver to it, but saying it somehow made it feel more true.]
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[See, as much as those seven years were the worst thing that Alessa-- and Heather-- had ever experienced? ... Lisa was the best thing about them. The only thing that had even made them remotely bearable, although they had not actually been bearable at all.]
[But one look at Heather's face (at the returned sentiment, shaky though it was, her unsure expression had bloomed into a bright grin) should tell Lisa that she means it in complete earnestness which is probably super awkward but there you go.]
If there's anything I can do to help you out, just gimme the wo-- OH! Oh, hey, I know!
I'll-- I'll send you some supplies or something. To help you get to the next town. I'll tell Dad you're here, and-- oh. Oh, man! Dad'll be so glad to see you!
[Harry had named his starter Pokemon after her, after all... although the sight of a weathered, middle-aged Harry will probably be a bit of a shock to the poor nurse's system.]
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Because seriously, w h a t, she has to be dreaming, right?
And then Lisa snaps out of it a little and frowns.]
...'Dad'?
[As far as she knew, Alessa had only been raised by Dahlia.]
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MINDFUCK LANDJohto, Lisa.]Da-- oh.
Yeah, I guess you wouldn't know, huh.
Harry. Harry Mason.
He, uh-- ... He adopted me.
[That's a lot simpler than explaining that he had adopted the missing chunk of her soul, and THEN later adopted the rest of her. ... In a new body. ... After handing it to him herself and then presumably dying horribly at the same time as she escaped with him.]
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Harry?
[Lisa perks up a little at that, because yayyyy, friend is here. The nurse tilts her head a little, voice inquisitive.]
Did-- --ind his d-- --r Cheryl?
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He-- ... yeah. Yeah, he found her.
[It's not a lie... not even a little. She IS Cheryl... she has the memories. The experiences. And yet... Cheryl as Harry had known her was gone. To forge that little piece of soul back into the whole, that individual piece had been lost.]
[Even he had admitted that naming the baby Cheryl as if she was the same person, shrunk back down, was a mistake.]
He found her okay.
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...Good. I-- --lad, then.
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