7 (Putting Herself Together Again)

[surf_n_makai]

[Action A - 463 Stone Street, morning]

[Kono's been stuck either outside in the pond or inside in the bathtub most of the week.  The gills on her neck were incapacitating, even moreso as time passed.  The infection she got at the same time as her surgery didn't help either, and by the end of the week she was pretty out of it and lethargic.

Monday morning, however, Kono wakes in the bathtub with a start.  Sitting up with a shiver, it takes her a few minutes to realize that she can breathe.  Her hands fly to her neck, and she's relieved to find no gills.  Her arms are no longer covered with spots, she no longer feels weak and exhausted, and the world isn't spinning. 

She's even hungry.  No, in fact she's starving.  Climbing out of the bathtub, she goes to find dry clothes and food.  Housemates, feel free to intercept her somewhere along the way on her mission to eat and be human again.]


[Action B - Around Town]

[Once Kono's fed, bathed, and back to her old self, she ventures out of the house to check in on others.  Maybe she'll run into you at your house, maybe the store, maybe the park, or just out on the street.  If she knows you, she's looking for you to see if you're alright now.  Hopefully you are... if you're not quite yourself yet, she'll try to help.]


[Action C - locked to webball ]

[Kono knocks on the door, a little worried.  She hasn't heard from Peter since before the whole experiments thing started.  She's hoping he managed to dodge the bullet, but she's heard about how his luck goes.]

Peter, are you home?  Peter!

Comments

[splashpuppy]

[Hajime answers the door at Ukraine's house. He's a bit wobbly, but he's feeling the best he has all week]

Oh, hi Miss Kono!

[surf_n_makai]

[Kono smiles down at him.]

Hey Hajime. How are you feeling?

[splashpuppy]

A lot better, finally!

[surf_n_makai]

I'm glad to hear that. It's been a bad couple of weeks for everyone.

You didn't end up at that Factory, did you?

[splashpuppy]

No... I only kinda heard about it, I was sick all week. It was bad, wasn't it?

[guardiandragon]

[When she gets downstairs, her not!daughter is already there in the kitchen, rifling through the fridge with thick gloves on. Her return to normal isn't as instantaneous as Kono's; her metal skin is rusting and flaking off, revealing small patches of human skin here and there. That's why the gloves are there, after all. So she doesn't rust in her breakfast. That'd be gross.

There's a row of dents in her left cheek, as though the steel there was molded around someone's fingers. In fact, that was essentially what happened; she tried speeding the process along, only to find that this stuff was only coming out on its own.]

[surf_n_makai]

[Kono takes a moment to look over her not!daughter.]

I don't know if you're looking better or worse. But at least you're turning back to normal. that's a relief.

[guardiandragon]

Kind of a shame, though. Super strength's already gone. I coulda gotten used to that part. Maybe taken up a career in crime fighting.

[She pulls out of the fridge with some syrup and frozen waffles in her gloved hands.] Sorry if I rusted on anything in there, by the way. I'm doing what I can about that.

[surf_n_makai]

Whatever you rusted on we can see if Diamonds wants.

[Kono pulls out what she needs to make eggs and toast.]

The super strength would be pretty cool. Think how useful that would be, you know?

[queen_of_swords]

[Olivier sees Kono in the park and nearly walks the other way, but stops herself. She's an Armstrong, she doesn't run away. Instead, she walks up to her, hoping she doesn't get one of those unreasonable flashes of pure joy that are still occurring randomly.]

No more gills?

[surf_n_makai]

No more gills. [Kono waits, and when there's not hysterically cheery reply, she adds.] No more mania?

[queen_of_swords]

[She buries her face in her hand for a moment, then takes a deep breath and straightens up.]

Only occasional bursts of delirious cheer.

[surf_n_makai]

Hey, don't worry about it. Weird cheer aside, you helped me out a lot after the surgery. Thank you. [Kono smiles at Olivier.]

A

[cuestickgenius]

[Guess who meets her coming out of the bathroom... before she can get any (dry) clothes on? If you guessed the guy with his head back on, you'd be right!

Wow, that sure is his not!wife in dripping wet, clinging clothes or no clothes.]

...

[Aaaaaand turning 180 and walking right back out again. His lack of interest is practically offensive.]

Re: A

[surf_n_makai]

[Kono's clothed, but it is pretty clingy. Not that's she's overly self-conscious about it - she does wear a lot of bikinis back home, after all.

His reaction, however, causes her to smirk. She calls after him as she goes ahead and grabs a towel.]

Problem, Diamonds?

[cuestickgenius]

[His voice echoes back from the bedroom, studiously disinterested]

Not particularly.

[Sure is lighting one up in the bedroom, regardless of any rules that may have been made about smoking in the house by now]

[surf_n_makai]

Hey, don't smoke on the bed! [Yes, Kono is more bothered by this than his obvious diss. She goes into the bedroom, now wrapped in a towel, and glares at him.]

[yvnyet_uv_mekrdhehk]

[Kono will find Rikku at the malt shop, alternating between drinking her milkshake and shivering because it's actually too cold for a milkshake. Stupid winter.

The girl no longer shows signs of being a corpse, although her eyes seem very different than before. Remember those pupils she was talking about, Kono?]

You're not a fish anymore!

[surf_n_makai]

Nope. And you're not a zombie. [pause] That really happened, right? That's not some hallucination I had in the backyard?

[yvnyet_uv_mekrdhehk]

Nope! I have a heartbeat and everything. And my hands stay attached! [She holds them up and wiggles her fingers to demonstrate--they're even on the correct wrists!]

Yeah, that really happened. I didn't realize this place could be so... like that.

[surf_n_makai]

Yeah, that's Mayfield for you. This one was pretty bad, but at least now you know what happens between the unending boredom.

[Now that Kono's moved closer, she notices Rikku's eyes.] Your eyes look... different.

C

[webball]

[Peter woke up feeling similarly disoriented. Though, for him, it was a little more positional -- he woke up staring at his bed, which was across from him and upside-down. He double took, fell from the ceiling and plopped onto his bed. Why did he sleep up there? What happened?

The knock on the door was heard as he rose up and stretched his aching limbs. He feels exhausted, like he had a rigorous super-battle, but he schlumps down the stairs to answer it. A woman's voice calls, but he can't tell whose from upstairs.]

Re: C

[surf_n_makai]

[Kono keeps knocking pounding on the door until Peter makes it all the way downstairs and opens it.]

Hey. [She looks him up and down - physically he looks ok, if maybe a bit confused.] You ok? I haven't heard from you in over a week.

Re: C

[webball]

Er... yeah. Yeah, I guess not, huh? [It only now dawns on him that she's right. Why does that entire week seem like such a blur...?]

I, uh... THINK I'm okay. I mean, no bruises or brain damage or anything I could tell.

[He stoops and picks up a box on his front stoop by Kono's feet, opens it to look inside, then closes it again, apparently satisfied.] I DID wake up on my ceiling this morning, though, so, hey, that's something.

Re: C

[surf_n_makai]

You...woke up on the ceiling? That's kinda weird.

[She looks at the box, then at Peter. He really does seem fine, thankfully.]

So, get anything good?