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Who’s ’Luca’? Seems like the Luna person cares a lot about them
That’s… a long story.
I guess the short version is, he’s our brother, his name is Lucas, and he went MIA a while back. Luna can’t accept that he’s gone.
Because he’s not gone.
Luna, I love you, but we’re all going to be meeting his daughter in a couple days when mom gets here.
Please take your meds. You can’t say that stuff in front of Eve
Who’s ’Luca’? Seems like the Luna person cares a lot about them
That’s… a long story.
I guess the short version is, he’s our brother, his name is Lucas, and he went MIA a while back. Luna can’t accept that he’s gone.
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
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Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
“I’m fine.” The dazed look slowly went away from her eyes. Clarity started to return to her. “..I’m thinking about going to some places that Luca used to hang out at.”
Luna avoided eye contact with the other woman. “Maybe it’ll give answers.” Luna stated as she continued to sweep. She glanced at the bulletin board with the red strings and thumbtacks in it
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Lydia’s hand pressed against her own face as she sighed, “Luna, it would take forever to do that, and it’s dangerous.. you know that.” Her gaze then shifted to the side.. her eyes widening a bit in disbelief at the board. Good fucking god. “Jupiter’s sake- Luna, are you seriously still going out and checking this stuff?”
Truthfully, if anyone was to come in here they’d probably either think that Luna’s planning on murdering someone.. or that she’s just insane and theorizing some crazy shit, with how much was just on that board. A few old pictures of places, or pictures of people, some of them being old ones either of Lucas, or taken by him, printed out on paper.. since they all knew Luna wouldn’t just keep originals of things she liked, in her home. As a hero, Lydia can say with full confidence, she’s seen this shit in the houses of maniacs.
“Im so close Lydia! I can feel my it!” Luna went to the board and stared at it. “I’m gonna find him” Luna said determined. The same thing she’s said for nearly two decades. Lunas hands moved to one of the pictures of Lucas. “I know he’s out there somewhere..” Luna mumbled softly.
“Luna. This is crazy- you’ve been saying that for years, in October it will have been seventeen years.” Lydia pled with Luna as she drew closer, “Luna I love you, and I admire your determination, but if he is still out there after all this time…. He doesn’t want to be found.” Or else he would’ve come back.
“Shut up.” Luna snapped at Lydia. “I know he’s out there! He wouldn’t just leave us like that! I know him.” Luna paused for a second and stared at Lydia “..maybe I know him better than you do.” Lunas brows furrowed. A frowned formed on the green eyed woman’s lips.
“I’m not saying he’d leave us, but if he is alive, that’s the only reason I can think of-“ the woman tensed at the last words. Her fists would clench as Luna spoke- staring at her like that was a challenge. She didn’t fucking want it to be, because that’s their brother. But how.. fucking dare she. Weaponizing their dead brother’s name just to have some excuse to go off and be insane- throwing herself into situations that at this point have her number memorized by multiple SDN districts. “..You think just because you hallucinate him, that makes you the closest to him? Who cares who’s closest to him? He’s dead. And you’re being insane, putting yourself in danger just to prove a point.”
She didn’t want to be mad, truly, but it was so. So fucking infuriating. This is about Luna’s safety. And she’s disregarding it, not taking her meds, and shattering half of her belongings during breakdowns from not taking her medicine. It’s been so fucking long, and she’s.. still pulling this shit. Noah doing his stupid red ring shit years ago, Luna going fucking insane, Lucas being missing, Chole is basically one of her only siblings that hasn’t done crazy shit within the last ten years! Doesn’t help that Luna’s mother is also going through health complications, and all the other shit their miscellaneous half siblings are fucking up to- and here Luna is, saying she knows better than Lydia. Usually she wouldn’t care, but after so fucking long and Luna just saying that she knows Lucas better- who cares if she does. It doesn’t matter. Being closer to him doesn’t give her a fucking reason to get herself killed, especially without good control over her powers. “I don’t care if you know him better- you’re going to end up dying. What do you think your mother’s going to do when suddenly you go missing too? What do you think mom’s gonna do? What Chole or Noah are going to do-“ what the fuck is Lydia going to do, if her little sister goes missing too.
Lunas whole body went ridge when Lydia called her insane. “HES NOT DEAD” there went the clarity. Lunas belongs started to lift off the ground. Objects started to go flying, some even at Lydia.
“He’s not dead..” Luna backed herself into a wall as objects continued to fly around her living room. “You’re lying!” Luna shouted at Lydia. Luna ran her fingers through her hair and pulled at her hair.
“I’m not crazy” she muttered softly to herself as she brought her knees to her chest and started to rock back and forth
If it weren’t for the fact that Luna’s had a lot of less-easily-breakable things for a hot minute, it might’ve been bad that she had that shit thrown at her. Lydia just put her arm up to shield her face as some plastic plate from the now open cubbies flew at her. Didn’t help as things started flying, things from the couch, little objects- “Luna- I’m not lying! Even if he’s not dead- he’s gone. And you can’t spend your whole life thinking about someone who’s gone.”
She shouldn’t have called Luna crazy- but honestly.. she wasn’t terribly wrong. And she hated that fact. “Do you think he’d want you lingering on things like this? Luna, please..”
“GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Luna curled into a tighter ball. She covered her head. A few things started to get through at Luna. Some of the glass especially. Cuts started to form on her skin from the glass.
Little sobs came from the woman, her whole body trembled and her breathing started to get heavier, almost as if she had started to have a panic attack
Lydia’s lips pressed into a frown as she saw Luna’s spiral just get worse- no doubt Luna would start hurting herself if the older woman didn’t do anything. So, Lydia tugged off her jacket, still keeping it in her grip as to not add it to the objects starting to almost swirl like a natural disaster around the room, and she moved forward. A inky black substance jutted out from her back, quickly taking the form of wings, which matched her tattoo exactly in color and shape. Once they’d formed, which onto took a minute, she essentially wrapped them around herself and Luna, not like getting her tattoo-manifestation-things ever really hurt, so.. she could do this, to temporarily stop Luna from coming into any harm. Her now uncovered arms, littered with smaller tattoos, wrapped around Luna and held her close. Lydia’s green eyes pressing shut as she ignored something clearly glass shattering against the feathers of her temporary wings in an attempt to crash into Luna while being thrown around, simply focusing on Luna.
“Luna I… I’m so sorry..” she couldn’t stop the small tremble in her words. She was just frustrated- she shouldn’t have teed at Luna, or called her crazy.. or any of that. The brown bits of her hair fell onto Luna’s shoulders as she tilted her head down to Luna, “You’re not crazy, I just… we love you Luna. But we’re so.. so scared..” she’d murmur into the hug.. she couldn’t lose anyone else. Even if it felt a bit selfish to think that.. she couldn’t just let someone else get hurt. Couldn’t let someone go missing, or join crime as a way to cope, or simply die, or anything. She’s the eldest. It’s her job to make sure everyone’s safe- and she’s a hero. Her job is to help others… yet here she’s failed at both. “Parva lux lunae.. I’m so sorry.”
Luna slowly calmed down. Her head leaned on Lydia’s shoulder. The objects stopped being thrown. Her eyes stared off to behind Lydia. She was staring at he hallucination of Lucas. She yawned. She was so tired.
Lydia held Luna even after all the objects stopped flying, the wings on her back retracting, turning back into a simple tattoo under her skin. One of her hands gently moved to the back of Luna’s hair, “..Everything will be okay, Luna.” She’d assure softly, even if she wasn’t quite sure of it herself. She’s not sure Luna will ever be stable, after all these years.. the image of the young man stood there, unseen by the eldest daughter, of course. Since he wasn’t real. A soft smile forced on his freckled face, the scar across the nose and right eye being all that has obstructed the little marks.
“Luca..” Luna mumbled and reached her hand to the hallucination. Luna made a small sob. She leaned her head on the older girls shoulder. Tears rolled down her cheeks as her hazy green eyes stared at the man she had grown to see as a brother.
“Luna…” the woman would sigh, seeing her sister reach out to the image of no one. She just murmured, “He’s gone.. Please. Everything will be okay, but you need to let go.”
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
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Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
“I’m fine.” The dazed look slowly went away from her eyes. Clarity started to return to her. “..I’m thinking about going to some places that Luca used to hang out at.”
Luna avoided eye contact with the other woman. “Maybe it’ll give answers.” Luna stated as she continued to sweep. She glanced at the bulletin board with the red strings and thumbtacks in it
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Lydia’s hand pressed against her own face as she sighed, “Luna, it would take forever to do that, and it’s dangerous.. you know that.” Her gaze then shifted to the side.. her eyes widening a bit in disbelief at the board. Good fucking god. “Jupiter’s sake- Luna, are you seriously still going out and checking this stuff?”
Truthfully, if anyone was to come in here they’d probably either think that Luna’s planning on murdering someone.. or that she’s just insane and theorizing some crazy shit, with how much was just on that board. A few old pictures of places, or pictures of people, some of them being old ones either of Lucas, or taken by him, printed out on paper.. since they all knew Luna wouldn’t just keep originals of things she liked, in her home. As a hero, Lydia can say with full confidence, she’s seen this shit in the houses of maniacs.
“Im so close Lydia! I can feel my it!” Luna went to the board and stared at it. “I’m gonna find him” Luna said determined. The same thing she’s said for nearly two decades. Lunas hands moved to one of the pictures of Lucas. “I know he’s out there somewhere..” Luna mumbled softly.
“Luna. This is crazy- you’ve been saying that for years, in October it will have been seventeen years.” Lydia pled with Luna as she drew closer, “Luna I love you, and I admire your determination, but if he is still out there after all this time…. He doesn’t want to be found.” Or else he would’ve come back.
“Shut up.” Luna snapped at Lydia. “I know he’s out there! He wouldn’t just leave us like that! I know him.” Luna paused for a second and stared at Lydia “..maybe I know him better than you do.” Lunas brows furrowed. A frowned formed on the green eyed woman’s lips.
“I’m not saying he’d leave us, but if he is alive, that’s the only reason I can think of-“ the woman tensed at the last words. Her fists would clench as Luna spoke- staring at her like that was a challenge. She didn’t fucking want it to be, because that’s their brother. But how.. fucking dare she. Weaponizing their dead brother’s name just to have some excuse to go off and be insane- throwing herself into situations that at this point have her number memorized by multiple SDN districts. “..You think just because you hallucinate him, that makes you the closest to him? Who cares who’s closest to him? He’s dead. And you’re being insane, putting yourself in danger just to prove a point.”
She didn’t want to be mad, truly, but it was so. So fucking infuriating. This is about Luna’s safety. And she’s disregarding it, not taking her meds, and shattering half of her belongings during breakdowns from not taking her medicine. It’s been so fucking long, and she’s.. still pulling this shit. Noah doing his stupid red ring shit years ago, Luna going fucking insane, Lucas being missing, Chole is basically one of her only siblings that hasn’t done crazy shit within the last ten years! Doesn’t help that Luna’s mother is also going through health complications, and all the other shit their miscellaneous half siblings are fucking up to- and here Luna is, saying she knows better than Lydia. Usually she wouldn’t care, but after so fucking long and Luna just saying that she knows Lucas better- who cares if she does. It doesn’t matter. Being closer to him doesn’t give her a fucking reason to get herself killed, especially without good control over her powers. “I don’t care if you know him better- you’re going to end up dying. What do you think your mother’s going to do when suddenly you go missing too? What do you think mom’s gonna do? What Chole or Noah are going to do-“ what the fuck is Lydia going to do, if her little sister goes missing too.
Lunas whole body went ridge when Lydia called her insane. “HES NOT DEAD” there went the clarity. Lunas belongs started to lift off the ground. Objects started to go flying, some even at Lydia.
“He’s not dead..” Luna backed herself into a wall as objects continued to fly around her living room. “You’re lying!” Luna shouted at Lydia. Luna ran her fingers through her hair and pulled at her hair.
“I’m not crazy” she muttered softly to herself as she brought her knees to her chest and started to rock back and forth
If it weren’t for the fact that Luna’s had a lot of less-easily-breakable things for a hot minute, it might’ve been bad that she had that shit thrown at her. Lydia just put her arm up to shield her face as some plastic plate from the now open cubbies flew at her. Didn’t help as things started flying, things from the couch, little objects- “Luna- I’m not lying! Even if he’s not dead- he’s gone. And you can’t spend your whole life thinking about someone who’s gone.”
She shouldn’t have called Luna crazy- but honestly.. she wasn’t terribly wrong. And she hated that fact. “Do you think he’d want you lingering on things like this? Luna, please..”
“GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Luna curled into a tighter ball. She covered her head. A few things started to get through at Luna. Some of the glass especially. Cuts started to form on her skin from the glass.
Little sobs came from the woman, her whole body trembled and her breathing started to get heavier, almost as if she had started to have a panic attack
Lydia’s lips pressed into a frown as she saw Luna’s spiral just get worse- no doubt Luna would start hurting herself if the older woman didn’t do anything. So, Lydia tugged off her jacket, still keeping it in her grip as to not add it to the objects starting to almost swirl like a natural disaster around the room, and she moved forward. A inky black substance jutted out from her back, quickly taking the form of wings, which matched her tattoo exactly in color and shape. Once they’d formed, which onto took a minute, she essentially wrapped them around herself and Luna, not like getting her tattoo-manifestation-things ever really hurt, so.. she could do this, to temporarily stop Luna from coming into any harm. Her now uncovered arms, littered with smaller tattoos, wrapped around Luna and held her close. Lydia’s green eyes pressing shut as she ignored something clearly glass shattering against the feathers of her temporary wings in an attempt to crash into Luna while being thrown around, simply focusing on Luna.
“Luna I… I’m so sorry..” she couldn’t stop the small tremble in her words. She was just frustrated- she shouldn’t have teed at Luna, or called her crazy.. or any of that. The brown bits of her hair fell onto Luna’s shoulders as she tilted her head down to Luna, “You’re not crazy, I just… we love you Luna. But we’re so.. so scared..” she’d murmur into the hug.. she couldn’t lose anyone else. Even if it felt a bit selfish to think that.. she couldn’t just let someone else get hurt. Couldn’t let someone go missing, or join crime as a way to cope, or simply die, or anything. She’s the eldest. It’s her job to make sure everyone’s safe- and she’s a hero. Her job is to help others… yet here she’s failed at both. “Parva lux lunae.. I’m so sorry.”
Luna slowly calmed down. Her head leaned on Lydia’s shoulder. The objects stopped being thrown. Her eyes stared off to behind Lydia. She was staring at he hallucination of Lucas. She yawned. She was so tired.
Lydia held Luna even after all the objects stopped flying, the wings on her back retracting, turning back into a simple tattoo under her skin. One of her hands gently moved to the back of Luna’s hair, “..Everything will be okay, Luna.” She’d assure softly, even if she wasn’t quite sure of it herself. She’s not sure Luna will ever be stable, after all these years.. the image of the young man stood there, unseen by the eldest daughter, of course. Since he wasn’t real. A soft smile forced on his freckled face, the scar across the nose and right eye being all that has obstructed the little marks.
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
@domina-graphice
Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
“I’m fine.” The dazed look slowly went away from her eyes. Clarity started to return to her. “..I’m thinking about going to some places that Luca used to hang out at.”
Luna avoided eye contact with the other woman. “Maybe it’ll give answers.” Luna stated as she continued to sweep. She glanced at the bulletin board with the red strings and thumbtacks in it
@domina-graphice
Lydia’s hand pressed against her own face as she sighed, “Luna, it would take forever to do that, and it’s dangerous.. you know that.” Her gaze then shifted to the side.. her eyes widening a bit in disbelief at the board. Good fucking god. “Jupiter’s sake- Luna, are you seriously still going out and checking this stuff?”
Truthfully, if anyone was to come in here they’d probably either think that Luna’s planning on murdering someone.. or that she’s just insane and theorizing some crazy shit, with how much was just on that board. A few old pictures of places, or pictures of people, some of them being old ones either of Lucas, or taken by him, printed out on paper.. since they all knew Luna wouldn’t just keep originals of things she liked, in her home. As a hero, Lydia can say with full confidence, she’s seen this shit in the houses of maniacs.
“Im so close Lydia! I can feel my it!” Luna went to the board and stared at it. “I’m gonna find him” Luna said determined. The same thing she’s said for nearly two decades. Lunas hands moved to one of the pictures of Lucas. “I know he’s out there somewhere..” Luna mumbled softly.
“Luna. This is crazy- you’ve been saying that for years, in October it will have been seventeen years.” Lydia pled with Luna as she drew closer, “Luna I love you, and I admire your determination, but if he is still out there after all this time…. He doesn’t want to be found.” Or else he would’ve come back.
“Shut up.” Luna snapped at Lydia. “I know he’s out there! He wouldn’t just leave us like that! I know him.” Luna paused for a second and stared at Lydia “..maybe I know him better than you do.” Lunas brows furrowed. A frowned formed on the green eyed woman’s lips.
“I’m not saying he’d leave us, but if he is alive, that’s the only reason I can think of-“ the woman tensed at the last words. Her fists would clench as Luna spoke- staring at her like that was a challenge. She didn’t fucking want it to be, because that’s their brother. But how.. fucking dare she. Weaponizing their dead brother’s name just to have some excuse to go off and be insane- throwing herself into situations that at this point have her number memorized by multiple SDN districts. “..You think just because you hallucinate him, that makes you the closest to him? Who cares who’s closest to him? He’s dead. And you’re being insane, putting yourself in danger just to prove a point.”
She didn’t want to be mad, truly, but it was so. So fucking infuriating. This is about Luna’s safety. And she’s disregarding it, not taking her meds, and shattering half of her belongings during breakdowns from not taking her medicine. It’s been so fucking long, and she’s.. still pulling this shit. Noah doing his stupid red ring shit years ago, Luna going fucking insane, Lucas being missing, Chole is basically one of her only siblings that hasn’t done crazy shit within the last ten years! Doesn’t help that Luna’s mother is also going through health complications, and all the other shit their miscellaneous half siblings are fucking up to- and here Luna is, saying she knows better than Lydia. Usually she wouldn’t care, but after so fucking long and Luna just saying that she knows Lucas better- who cares if she does. It doesn’t matter. Being closer to him doesn’t give her a fucking reason to get herself killed, especially without good control over her powers. “I don’t care if you know him better- you’re going to end up dying. What do you think your mother’s going to do when suddenly you go missing too? What do you think mom’s gonna do? What Chole or Noah are going to do-“ what the fuck is Lydia going to do, if her little sister goes missing too.
Lunas whole body went ridge when Lydia called her insane. “HES NOT DEAD” there went the clarity. Lunas belongs started to lift off the ground. Objects started to go flying, some even at Lydia.
“He’s not dead..” Luna backed herself into a wall as objects continued to fly around her living room. “You’re lying!” Luna shouted at Lydia. Luna ran her fingers through her hair and pulled at her hair.
“I’m not crazy” she muttered softly to herself as she brought her knees to her chest and started to rock back and forth
If it weren’t for the fact that Luna’s had a lot of less-easily-breakable things for a hot minute, it might’ve been bad that she had that shit thrown at her. Lydia just put her arm up to shield her face as some plastic plate from the now open cubbies flew at her. Didn’t help as things started flying, things from the couch, little objects- “Luna- I’m not lying! Even if he’s not dead- he’s gone. And you can’t spend your whole life thinking about someone who’s gone.”
She shouldn’t have called Luna crazy- but honestly.. she wasn’t terribly wrong. And she hated that fact. “Do you think he’d want you lingering on things like this? Luna, please..”
“GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Luna curled into a tighter ball. She covered her head. A few things started to get through at Luna. Some of the glass especially. Cuts started to form on her skin from the glass.
Little sobs came from the woman, her whole body trembled and her breathing started to get heavier, almost as if she had started to have a panic attack
Lydia’s lips pressed into a frown as she saw Luna’s spiral just get worse- no doubt Luna would start hurting herself if the older woman didn’t do anything. So, Lydia tugged off her jacket, still keeping it in her grip as to not add it to the objects starting to almost swirl like a natural disaster around the room, and she moved forward. A inky black substance jutted out from her back, quickly taking the form of wings, which matched her tattoo exactly in color and shape. Once they’d formed, which onto took a minute, she essentially wrapped them around herself and Luna, not like getting her tattoo-manifestation-things ever really hurt, so.. she could do this, to temporarily stop Luna from coming into any harm. Her now uncovered arms, littered with smaller tattoos, wrapped around Luna and held her close. Lydia’s green eyes pressing shut as she ignored something clearly glass shattering against the feathers of her temporary wings in an attempt to crash into Luna while being thrown around, simply focusing on Luna.
“Luna I… I’m so sorry..” she couldn’t stop the small tremble in her words. She was just frustrated- she shouldn’t have teed at Luna, or called her crazy.. or any of that. The brown bits of her hair fell onto Luna’s shoulders as she tilted her head down to Luna, “You’re not crazy, I just… we love you Luna. But we’re so.. so scared..” she’d murmur into the hug.. she couldn’t lose anyone else. Even if it felt a bit selfish to think that.. she couldn’t just let someone else get hurt. Couldn’t let someone go missing, or join crime as a way to cope, or simply die, or anything. She’s the eldest. It’s her job to make sure everyone’s safe- and she’s a hero. Her job is to help others… yet here she’s failed at both. “Parva lux lunae.. I’m so sorry.”
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
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Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
“I’m fine.” The dazed look slowly went away from her eyes. Clarity started to return to her. “..I’m thinking about going to some places that Luca used to hang out at.”
Luna avoided eye contact with the other woman. “Maybe it’ll give answers.” Luna stated as she continued to sweep. She glanced at the bulletin board with the red strings and thumbtacks in it
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Lydia’s hand pressed against her own face as she sighed, “Luna, it would take forever to do that, and it’s dangerous.. you know that.” Her gaze then shifted to the side.. her eyes widening a bit in disbelief at the board. Good fucking god. “Jupiter’s sake- Luna, are you seriously still going out and checking this stuff?”
Truthfully, if anyone was to come in here they’d probably either think that Luna’s planning on murdering someone.. or that she’s just insane and theorizing some crazy shit, with how much was just on that board. A few old pictures of places, or pictures of people, some of them being old ones either of Lucas, or taken by him, printed out on paper.. since they all knew Luna wouldn’t just keep originals of things she liked, in her home. As a hero, Lydia can say with full confidence, she’s seen this shit in the houses of maniacs.
“Im so close Lydia! I can feel my it!” Luna went to the board and stared at it. “I’m gonna find him” Luna said determined. The same thing she’s said for nearly two decades. Lunas hands moved to one of the pictures of Lucas. “I know he’s out there somewhere..” Luna mumbled softly.
“Luna. This is crazy- you’ve been saying that for years, in October it will have been seventeen years.” Lydia pled with Luna as she drew closer, “Luna I love you, and I admire your determination, but if he is still out there after all this time…. He doesn’t want to be found.” Or else he would’ve come back.
“Shut up.” Luna snapped at Lydia. “I know he’s out there! He wouldn’t just leave us like that! I know him.” Luna paused for a second and stared at Lydia “..maybe I know him better than you do.” Lunas brows furrowed. A frowned formed on the green eyed woman’s lips.
“I’m not saying he’d leave us, but if he is alive, that’s the only reason I can think of-“ the woman tensed at the last words. Her fists would clench as Luna spoke- staring at her like that was a challenge. She didn’t fucking want it to be, because that’s their brother. But how.. fucking dare she. Weaponizing their dead brother’s name just to have some excuse to go off and be insane- throwing herself into situations that at this point have her number memorized by multiple SDN districts. “..You think just because you hallucinate him, that makes you the closest to him? Who cares who’s closest to him? He’s dead. And you’re being insane, putting yourself in danger just to prove a point.”
She didn’t want to be mad, truly, but it was so. So fucking infuriating. This is about Luna’s safety. And she’s disregarding it, not taking her meds, and shattering half of her belongings during breakdowns from not taking her medicine. It’s been so fucking long, and she’s.. still pulling this shit. Noah doing his stupid red ring shit years ago, Luna going fucking insane, Lucas being missing, Chole is basically one of her only siblings that hasn’t done crazy shit within the last ten years! Doesn’t help that Luna’s mother is also going through health complications, and all the other shit their miscellaneous half siblings are fucking up to- and here Luna is, saying she knows better than Lydia. Usually she wouldn’t care, but after so fucking long and Luna just saying that she knows Lucas better- who cares if she does. It doesn’t matter. Being closer to him doesn’t give her a fucking reason to get herself killed, especially without good control over her powers. “I don’t care if you know him better- you’re going to end up dying. What do you think your mother’s going to do when suddenly you go missing too? What do you think mom’s gonna do? What Chole or Noah are going to do-“ what the fuck is Lydia going to do, if her little sister goes missing too.
Lunas whole body went ridge when Lydia called her insane. “HES NOT DEAD” there went the clarity. Lunas belongs started to lift off the ground. Objects started to go flying, some even at Lydia.
“He’s not dead..” Luna backed herself into a wall as objects continued to fly around her living room. “You’re lying!” Luna shouted at Lydia. Luna ran her fingers through her hair and pulled at her hair.
“I’m not crazy” she muttered softly to herself as she brought her knees to her chest and started to rock back and forth
If it weren’t for the fact that Luna’s had a lot of less-easily-breakable things for a hot minute, it might’ve been bad that she had that shit thrown at her. Lydia just put her arm up to shield her face as some plastic plate from the now open cubbies flew at her. Didn’t help as things started flying, things from the couch, little objects- “Luna- I’m not lying! Even if he’s not dead- he’s gone. And you can’t spend your whole life thinking about someone who’s gone.”
She shouldn’t have called Luna crazy- but honestly.. she wasn’t terribly wrong. And she hated that fact. “Do you think he’d want you lingering on things like this? Luna, please..”
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
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Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
“I’m fine.” The dazed look slowly went away from her eyes. Clarity started to return to her. “..I’m thinking about going to some places that Luca used to hang out at.”
Luna avoided eye contact with the other woman. “Maybe it’ll give answers.” Luna stated as she continued to sweep. She glanced at the bulletin board with the red strings and thumbtacks in it
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Lydia’s hand pressed against her own face as she sighed, “Luna, it would take forever to do that, and it’s dangerous.. you know that.” Her gaze then shifted to the side.. her eyes widening a bit in disbelief at the board. Good fucking god. “Jupiter’s sake- Luna, are you seriously still going out and checking this stuff?”
Truthfully, if anyone was to come in here they’d probably either think that Luna’s planning on murdering someone.. or that she’s just insane and theorizing some crazy shit, with how much was just on that board. A few old pictures of places, or pictures of people, some of them being old ones either of Lucas, or taken by him, printed out on paper.. since they all knew Luna wouldn’t just keep originals of things she liked, in her home. As a hero, Lydia can say with full confidence, she’s seen this shit in the houses of maniacs.
“Im so close Lydia! I can feel my it!” Luna went to the board and stared at it. “I’m gonna find him” Luna said determined. The same thing she’s said for nearly two decades. Lunas hands moved to one of the pictures of Lucas. “I know he’s out there somewhere..” Luna mumbled softly.
“Luna. This is crazy- you’ve been saying that for years, in October it will have been seventeen years.” Lydia pled with Luna as she drew closer, “Luna I love you, and I admire your determination, but if he is still out there after all this time…. He doesn’t want to be found.” Or else he would’ve come back.
“Shut up.” Luna snapped at Lydia. “I know he’s out there! He wouldn’t just leave us like that! I know him.” Luna paused for a second and stared at Lydia “..maybe I know him better than you do.” Lunas brows furrowed. A frowned formed on the green eyed woman’s lips.
“I’m not saying he’d leave us, but if he is alive, that’s the only reason I can think of-“ the woman tensed at the last words. Her fists would clench as Luna spoke- staring at her like that was a challenge. She didn’t fucking want it to be, because that’s their brother. But how.. fucking dare she. Weaponizing their dead brother’s name just to have some excuse to go off and be insane- throwing herself into situations that at this point have her number memorized by multiple SDN districts. “..You think just because you hallucinate him, that makes you the closest to him? Who cares who’s closest to him? He’s dead. And you’re being insane, putting yourself in danger just to prove a point.”
She didn’t want to be mad, truly, but it was so. So fucking infuriating. This is about Luna’s safety. And she’s disregarding it, not taking her meds, and shattering half of her belongings during breakdowns from not taking her medicine. It’s been so fucking long, and she’s.. still pulling this shit. Noah doing his stupid red ring shit years ago, Luna going fucking insane, Lucas being missing, Chole is basically one of her only siblings that hasn’t done crazy shit within the last ten years! Doesn’t help that Luna’s mother is also going through health complications, and all the other shit their miscellaneous half siblings are fucking up to- and here Luna is, saying she knows better than Lydia. Usually she wouldn’t care, but after so fucking long and Luna just saying that she knows Lucas better- who cares if she does. It doesn’t matter. Being closer to him doesn’t give her a fucking reason to get herself killed, especially without good control over her powers. “I don’t care if you know him better- you’re going to end up dying. What do you think your mother’s going to do when suddenly you go missing too? What do you think mom’s gonna do? What Chole or Noah are going to do-“ what the fuck is Lydia going to do, if her little sister goes missing too.
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
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Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
“I’m fine.” The dazed look slowly went away from her eyes. Clarity started to return to her. “..I’m thinking about going to some places that Luca used to hang out at.”
Luna avoided eye contact with the other woman. “Maybe it’ll give answers.” Luna stated as she continued to sweep. She glanced at the bulletin board with the red strings and thumbtacks in it
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Lydia’s hand pressed against her own face as she sighed, “Luna, it would take forever to do that, and it’s dangerous.. you know that.” Her gaze then shifted to the side.. her eyes widening a bit in disbelief at the board. Good fucking god. “Jupiter’s sake- Luna, are you seriously still going out and checking this stuff?”
Truthfully, if anyone was to come in here they’d probably either think that Luna’s planning on murdering someone.. or that she’s just insane and theorizing some crazy shit, with how much was just on that board. A few old pictures of places, or pictures of people, some of them being old ones either of Lucas, or taken by him, printed out on paper.. since they all knew Luna wouldn’t just keep originals of things she liked, in her home. As a hero, Lydia can say with full confidence, she’s seen this shit in the houses of maniacs.
“Im so close Lydia! I can feel my it!” Luna went to the board and stared at it. “I’m gonna find him” Luna said determined. The same thing she’s said for nearly two decades. Lunas hands moved to one of the pictures of Lucas. “I know he’s out there somewhere..” Luna mumbled softly.
“Luna. This is crazy- you’ve been saying that for years, in October it will have been seventeen years.” Lydia pled with Luna as she drew closer, “Luna I love you, and I admire your determination, but if he is still out there after all this time…. He doesn’t want to be found.” Or else he would’ve come back.
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
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Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
“I’m fine.” The dazed look slowly went away from her eyes. Clarity started to return to her. “..I’m thinking about going to some places that Luca used to hang out at.”
Luna avoided eye contact with the other woman. “Maybe it’ll give answers.” Luna stated as she continued to sweep. She glanced at the bulletin board with the red strings and thumbtacks in it
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Lydia’s hand pressed against her own face as she sighed, “Luna, it would take forever to do that, and it’s dangerous.. you know that.” Her gaze then shifted to the side.. her eyes widening a bit in disbelief at the board. Good fucking god. “Jupiter’s sake- Luna, are you seriously still going out and checking this stuff?”
Truthfully, if anyone was to come in here they’d probably either think that Luna’s planning on murdering someone.. or that she’s just insane and theorizing some crazy shit, with how much was just on that board. A few old pictures of places, or pictures of people, some of them being old ones either of Lucas, or taken by him, printed out on paper.. since they all knew Luna wouldn’t just keep originals of things she liked, in her home. As a hero, Lydia can say with full confidence, she’s seen this shit in the houses of maniacs.
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
Luna shut the door behind Lydia. “Sorry about that glass” Luna mumbled quietly, she went to the closet and grabbed a broom. Her hands had that familiar trembling she started to have after Lucas disappeared.
Lunas green eyes were dazed, which is what they usually looked like when she was having an episode and after she had one. She started to sweep up the glass on the ground. “Such a lovely day outside, right Lydia?” Luna asked softly.
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Lydia withheld a frown at the blatant signs of an episode.. or what had been an episode. She really wishes Luna would simply.. accept help. “It’s alright, Luna, I know you can’t help it… though it might be better if you had someone to help you when these things happen, yeah?” The brown and black haired woman would ask her sister. It’s been practically fucking forever with how long she’s been trying to get Luna to move in with someone- let others help.
It’s a decent night, so far, and what had probably been a very good day in Luna’s eyes. She’d re-met the little girl her family’s been separated from for almost two decades, just short a couple years. Though the girl had been confused initially… now Luna had her number, and her parents numbers, and her parents would talk to Luna tomorrow and get to know her, and hopefully some more of Eve’s family..
But for now, there was a knock on the door- outside of the house, there was a older woman, clad in simple clothes rather than her suit, a lazily dragged on jacket above a random t-shirt she’d worn for the day, simple sneakers and jeans. She came to check on Luna… it wasn’t uncommon for any of the siblings to do that, actually. At least, the ones that lived around here.. Noah who recently got dragged out of the red-ring nonsense, Chole had always made an effort as well, but Lydia was often the one responding by text. When she’s not at work, visiting, or even looking into ways the could help Luna… or her mother. It’s been almost seventeen years and barely any improvement from either of them. Lydia was half convinced her own mother would fly down here and wrangle everyone herself into getting some help- which hopefully wouldn’t have to happen.
Anyhow… her green eyes glanced around the area briefly, waiting for her little sister to open up the door.
Luna slowly opened the door. She had a few more bruises from the last time Lydia had visited her. Her home had broken glass. Seemingly she just finished having an episode or maybe she was still having one.
“Lydia! I was just talking to Luca” Luna said, she moved to the side so Lydia could come in the home.
Lydia frowned a bit at the sight of those bruises- she never understood why Luna wouldn’t just accept moving in with one of them, rather than subjecting herself to hurt. They all knew she was unstable, and she needs someone around her.. but they’d feel like shit to actually put her in one of those crazy homes or basically a hospital, even if there’s people to watch her every day..
She wanted to huff when Luna brought up the thing about Lucas, that meant she wasn’t taking her meds. It made Lydia’s teeth clench a bit as she just flashed a smile towards the younger woman, trying not to show just how, truthfully, tired she was getting of this. She loves Luna. Of course she does, but… it’s been almost 17 years. In 6 months it’ll have been 17 years since he went missing and she started going goddamn crazy. And then they finally get her medication and she doesn’t use it. It’s like she’s just refusing to get better. “Yeah.. nice.” Is what she said with a smile, entering the home. She knew recently SDN’s been practically sending a hero over here every other day- to make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself, or break things, or have another episode since she keeps deciding not to take her goddamn medication.. so it was worrying. If she’d just move in with one of them, they wouldn’t have to worry. And maybe she’d finally start to get better if someone was making sure she took her meds and wasn’t acting all crazy.
