things we've lost to the flames

Casey Queen 20 | Drug Dealer | Lost Boy | Girlfriend

[casey-queen]

She almost forgot. Almost. Casey went half the day without realising someone was missing, even though she’d been dreading for weeks. This was the first Christmas alone. She and Chuck had two or three together, but she didn’t notice the loss properly this year until the moment…

[casey-queen]

Usually, she would turn around and smile warmly at Harry. He was a good friend, someone she was always happy to be around. This time, though, all she did was duck her head and take a sip from the bottle as he slipped a jacket over her shoulders. “Hey.” She wasn’t going to make excuses. It was obvious why she was up here alone.

[casey-queen]

She almost forgot. Almost. Casey went half the day without realising someone was missing, even though she'd been dreading for weeks. This was the first Christmas alone. She and Chuck had two or three together, but she didn't notice the loss properly this year until the moment she started looking for the one dressed up as an elf out of habit. After that, she felt it acutely. Every damn year, Chuck would find a stupid-ass elf costume, tights and all, and help people give out presents. They all used to rip into him about those tights, but he loved dressing up an making people laugh. It took her nearly a full minute to realize the reason for the absence, and her face fell. She was glad she was leaning on a door frame, out of the way of everyone rushing around. She didn't want to put this on them. They were all so happy. She knew how much most of them loved Christmas, and she envied them. A second ago, she'd felt it too, but now that joy in her felt like it'd been snuffed out. She turned away and headed up to the roof, nicking someone's bottle of vodka as she passed. She needed a good hard drink, whether or not she was supposed to.

[tristangomez]

"You’re the best, Casey. Nah, I’m good."

[casey-queen]

"Ah well, I've got some toasties on. Figured you wouldn't get up without a bribe, but I can eat double. Which controller do you want?"

[tristangomez]

"As long as I have to do as little movement from this spot as possible."

[casey-queen]

"Yeah, yeah, I'll set up. You want something to eat while I'm up?"

[tristangomez]

"Why am I being woken up?"

[casey-queen]

"Cause everyone's out and I need someone for COD."

[tuttuttootles]

He snaps around at the sound of footsteps, his good hand quick to cover the damage on his arm and lets it go when he realizes there was no point in hiding it. “Yeah,” he muttered, looking down. “I’m fine.”

[casey-queen]

She takes the lack of overly emotional reaction for an indication she wouldn't be thrown off the roof if she moved away from the wall, not that she would expect Tootles to erupt at anyone, really. He seemed to have an even temper at the worst of times. Casey stepped forwards and leaned on the wall edge, eying his arm. "Sorry about that," she grimaced. "I think you got the worst of anyone."

[tuttuttootles]

He paces north to south, a jacket lazily hanging over his shoulders, his whole body screaming discomfort and worry. He stops every once in a while to look over the streets below, hoping to glance at something familiar - his scarf or his hat or anything - but the streets were as empty as when they found him.

[casey-queen]

Through the crack in the door to the roof, she could see him. She breathed a sigh in relief, and pushed on through quietly, leaning just against the door frame in case she wasn't welcome. Casey winced at the sight of his arm. "Is it a stupid question to ask if you're okay?"

[slightlylostsamuel-blog]

"Yeah, you can sometimes miss a whole blizzard when you’re out. It’s been a fun 48 hours.

[casey-queen]

"No shit? Is everyone okay?"

[slightlylostsamuel-blog]

"Nice to see you in the land of the awake, Casey."

[casey-queen]

"Haven't slept much lately. Must have caught up on me. Fuck, it wasn't this cold when I passed out."

[casey-queen]

"Where the fuck is everyone? Hello?"

[casey-queen]

Character Question oo4: What is your character’s favorite physical activity?

Does smoking count? If not, Casey likes walking. When she was in rehab, she sort of either had the choice to be cooped up inside with the other patients or walk around in the grounds. It's a habit she's kept, because it help takes her mind off of things. It's almost a compulsion now, if she's feeling stressed, to go for a walk no matter the weather.

[casey-queen]

Character Question oo3: Describe your character’s hairstyle in detail. Why did they choose it? How much do they care about it?

Casey mostly looks scruffy, so it's either down and a bit wild, or loosely tied up. She does take care of it, and actually brushes it when it needs it, but she's really not into straightening and styling it to perfection. That's just not her.

[casey-queen]

Character Question oo2: If your character could change one physical detail about themselves, what would it be?

She'd ditch the skinny-ass chicken legs for something more muscular, probably, although she's aware there are girls who'd envy the ones she's got.

[casey-queen]

Character Question oo1: What does your character’s name mean to them?

She doesn't have very strong feelings about it. She used to like the way it sounded when Chuck said it, and she can still hear that sometimes if she makes the effort to remember, but it doesn't feel the same. Either way, her name belongs to the Lost Boys, because she didn't have much of a family before them. Now the people that say her name are family.

[haydensinnerclair]

No, he never told me in length what he did. Here or at home. And I don’t think it was because he thought he would worry mum or dad. [He dug into his pack for a cigarette—how long was it since he last had one?—and searched for a lighter, talking around the object in his mouth.] He talked of subjects on the phone he deemed careful to discuss, I guess.

[casey-queen]

[ She watched him carefully, surprised that he was speaking without the usual bitterness seeping into his tone ] He didn't want to worry you. You or your Mum and Dad. But he loved it here.

[nanaafterhours-blog]

"Best take a picture, then. Won’t be happening again any time soon, I’m sure."

[casey-queen]

She shrugged. "You could put it on for regular stuff. Going out for a drink, driving the car, use it for pajamas. Make suits fashionable again and show off that tie 24/7."

[haydensinnerclair]

[He looks back to her, raising an eyebrow as she broke off. Curiosity bit as his heels, but he bit the inside of his bottom lip to keep silent. She wasn’t going to answer any questions he had from her.] I’ve been here a couple times. Drank with him once at the Sheep….but he never…we always went somewhere different, never stayed here too long. And now I know why. [He pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing.] Yeah, it’s the exact same at my house. But still different.

[casey-queen]

[ Casey pursed her lips, unsure how their conversation had gotten to this point so quickly. Her chest felt tight and uncomfortable at the topic. She shrugged, for a lack of a better response. ] You wouldn't have been allowed to come and stay with him. [ She pushed off the wall, not in the mood now for this to turn back into an argument ] Now even less.