Melody Thane

Melody Thane || 23 || Holy Healer "Tomorrow will be a good day."

[alexcaverly-blog]

[Alex hisses in pain when Harmony removes her bandages. She sees the wound and how serious it actually is. She looks away while it’s healed, instead choosing to look at Melody’s calm face. She starts to feel the soothing sensation from the spirit healing her, and she feels like she can finally relax for the first time since she got on that motorcycle.] Much better, [she answers, choosing to look at the wound again now that Melody was done. It has scarred, but that’s a given. It’s a little crooked and the scar isn’t straight, but it’s better than what it was.] Thank you.

[harmony-or-melody]

[There's still a scar where the girl was injured and it makes Melody wish there was more she could do, but it's a thought she pushes aside, along with the thought that this is too similar to the kind of injury that had killed her sister, even when they'd had all kinds of technology at their disposal. Harmony offers a calming presence and Melody nods.] You're welcome. You should try to be more careful. Motorcycles are dangerous. [There's no scolding in her voice, only genuine concern because from the looks of it, the girl's injury could very well have been fatal.]

[alexcaverly-blog]

[Alex lifts up the bottom of her shirt, revealing the large, white bandage over her stomach right by her belly button. Hayley has done a decent job at upkeep on the bandages, but it’s not enough. The skin is ripped and there is a rectangular hole where the pole went through her. There’s an identical mark on her back. If Omar were the one to find her, she’d be getting stitches.] Okay. Bella healed up my insides, but she was too weak to do my skin. 

[harmony-or-melody]

[Melody sucks in a sharp breath at the sight of the wound, at the hole through the girl's skin, and she wants to cover it back up so she won't have to see it anymore. But she feels Harmony's presence growing, strengthening her own resolve, and she nods.] Okay. Hang on. She reaches out, peeling back the bandages as gingerly as possible before pressing her hand gently against the girl's middle. A bright white glow illuminates her eyes and the runes across her skin as the spirit takes over completely, and she can feel the girl's skin slowly repairing itself. It takes a couple of minutes, but finally she pulls her hand away, the glow fading as she examines her work. The smile she gives the girl when she looks up is a distant one, but it's genuine all the same.] There. How does it feel?

[alexcaverly-blog]

[Alex watches Melody come in the room, and it reminds her of how the group used to be. Everyone cared for and took care of each other. In times of turmoil, Alex misses Samson and Lydia the most. They always knew what to do and how to help, even if it wasn’t the most accepted way to go about it. Alex herself used to get mad because of rule changes enforced by Samson, but she got over it.] I would love that. [A smile of relief develops on her face.] I have wounds on my stomach and back. It’s bad, I think. I haven’t seen them yet.

[harmony-or-melody]

[Melody offers a small smile when the woman is quick to accept her help, though it's still mostly concern on her face, especially when she tells her the damage is bad. But then Harmony is with her, giving her strenght, and she nods once before reaching out so she can examine the bandaged wound.] Alright. I'll take a look, but tell me if I'm hurting you. Okay?

[alexcaverly-blog]

[When a somewhat familiar face looks back at her, Alex smiles weakly at her. She hasn’t met the woman yet, but she’s seen her around.] I got in a wreck while learning how to drive a motorcycle. Won’t try that ever again.

[harmony-or-melody]

Oh my gosh. [Melody's eyes widen at the girl's explanation, though there's a small part of her that's grateful for the almost ordinary explanation. Still, that's eclipsed by worry and she steps inside, coming over to crouch beside where the girl is sitting and already looking her over, trying to asses the damage.] Where are you hurt? I can heal you, if you want.

[alexcaverly-blog]

[Sitting in her room alone, Alex is struggling to keep still. She’s read all of her comics at least twenty times now, and she doesn’t feel like reading a book. Bella and Hayley are out taking Rory for a walk, so Alex is left to her own devices for the time being, and although she loves them, she’s glad to have some without them. Bella has been waiting on her hand and foot, and she never thought she’d ever think this, but she’s getting a little sick of it. 

Alex sits in silence until she hears footsteps outside the room, but they’re not in view. She calls out,] Help. I’m bored and in pain.

[harmony-or-melody]

[Melody isn't paying much attention to anything as she walks through the theatre, though that isn't anything new for the blonde. There's some small part of her that appreciates the fact that she can wander about in safety, without having to worry about hiding from dangers she doesn't like to acknowledge, but she pushes it aside. It takes a few seconds longer than it should for her to register the voice that calls out to her, but when she does she backtracks a couple of steps and pokes her head in the doorway. Concern works its way across her features as she glances at the girl inside.] Why are you in pain?

[kasiaxnilova]

It’s an easy fix. [That was a lie. It had been quite to locate the source of the leak, and even harder to repair the damage. It took time, and a lot of scavenging to even find something remotely useful—but she had managed, just barely. The car was in working order and Kasia has yet another achievement under her belt. As the woman extends her hand, she wipes her hand free of grime once more, just for good measure.] I’m Kasia. 

[harmony-or-melody]

Oh. Well, that just shows how much I know about cars. [Melody smiles again, ignoring the nagging thought that she would do well to know more about that sort of thing these days. Instead, she shakes the woman's hand warmly.] Kasia? [She repeats the name to make sure she's saying it right.] I've never heard that name before, it's pretty.

[kasiaxnilova]

I don’t think so. [Kasia takes note of the girls slightly delayed response, but she puts no judgement into the observation, she just carries on with her tinkering before wiping her hands free of grease. Averting her full attention to the girl, she relaxes slightly. The blonde seemed like one of the more nicer people within the group.] There was a leak that had been bothering me. Hopefully I fixed it. 

[harmony-or-melody]

Oh. That's good. If my car broke down, I don't think I'd have any idea how to fix it. [Melody offers the girl a smile at that, and she thinks it's impressive she knows how to take care of her own vehicle. Somewhere in the back of her mind the blonde is aware she doesn't have a car anymore, that she'd been without one for over a year, but it's not something she acknowledges right now. Instead she chooses to extend her hand after the woman steps back from the car.] I'm Melody.

[kasiaxnilova]

[There’s a silent hum in her ears as buries her arms in the hood of her car. She had been able to help out more within the group, her few shifts on patrol have her some purpose, and she tried to assist when she could. Most of the time, she was just silently working on her vehicle or the few weapons she possessed. She was no expert at either of them, but with enough examination, she could at least scope out the mere basics of their configuration. She pops her head out for a moment and notices the presence of another person, she’s startled, but soon realizes that there’s possibly a reason for their appearance.] Do you need help with something?

[harmony-or-melody]

[The past couple weeks have been peaceful enough, in that Melody has been able to remain happily lost in her own head. The town they're staying in is nice, though the theatre is a bit cramped and that's what has her stepping outside for some fresh air. When she passes by the girl with her head in the hood of her car Melody pauses and tilts her head at her in concern. It's a moment before she registers the girl's question, and then she just blinks at her.] Is your car broken?

[rory-lavery-deactivated20150203]

[An unfamiliar voice pierces Rory’s ears and she immediately draws herself away from the wall and looks up. The question is easy enough to answer, but Rory doesn’t know her. Her mind tells her the appropriate response is to lie. Lying was easy. She could do that. She’d been doing it for awhile.] I thought I saw a bug. [She lets herself fall to her bottom, sitting criss cross on the floor and going back to the space for a moment.] I must’ve been mistaken. I’m fine.

[harmony-or-melody]

Oh. [Melody pulls a face, eyeing the wall with suspicion as if the bug might return. It's as good a reason as any she can think of to set the whole place on fire, and it doesn't settle her much when the girl says she thinks she was mistaken.] I hope so. [Still she looks around, hoping nothing creepy-crawly is lurking nearby.] What kind of bug did you think was it?

[rory-lavery-deactivated20150203]

[Rory doesn’t like the town they’re in. Despite the room it comes with, it also gives her weird feelings. At first, she’d attributed it to the fact that people had perished trying to get there. But as the days passed and through each of her lessons with Isobel, the weird feeling hasn’t faded. She’s staring now, at a wall that looks like it’s been drawn on countless times. It’s bugging her and the longer she stares, the more she feels her eye twitch, before she scorches the area. When it fades, she pulls her sweater to cover more of herself, mostly the bruises on her chest. Rory still doesn’t like the place, but she resists the impulse to burn the place to the ground.]

[harmony-or-melody]

[Melody watches the girl with quiet interest as she scorches part of a wall. The town makes it easy to wander about in her own reality, to ignore the truth of the world they're facing, but even the small part of her that knows the truth still finds the other girl's behavior odd. Maybe she just really hates graffiti, though that seems like a counter-productive way to remedy it. When the fire dies out she walks over to the girl quietly, her head tilted in concern.] Are you all right?

[rabbits-dont-get-caught]

[Rabbit’s getting kind of annoyed that there’s not much here that’s useful and he’s about to throw in the towel with this box when a familiar voice speaks. He recognizes her as the crazy chick from the mall. He shakes his head at her question, though, taking a few more random knick-knacks from it.] Uh, anything useful really, nothing in particular.

[harmony-or-melody]

Ah. [Melody nods slightly, though she thinks it's a bit odd to be shopping for something useful if he doesn't know what he's looking for. Maybe he's working on some kind of project. She gestures toward the box.] Have you found anything so far?

[rabbits-dont-get-caught]

[Rabbit’s in the True Value, looking through whatever shit he can find, to see if there’s anything useful. That Rachel chick had come with him, looking around somewhere in the store but Rabbit wasn’t really paying attention. He lifted a rather large box filled with an assortment of things and walked out of the back room before setting it on the ground. He figures he may as well go through it since he has plenty of time to kill. Setting Duke beside him, he crouches down, opening the flaps and starts pulling out random tools.]

[harmony-or-melody]

[Being in the empty town is almost comforting for Melody. She hadn't known either of the women who were lost, so it's easy to pretend it's something that had never happened, easy to pretend she's in a perfectly normal town. She's not paying much attention as she wanders into a nearby store, though Harmony is alert enough to make sure there isn't any danger. She works her way aimlessly through the shelves, not quite able to remember what she was looking for in the first place, when she spots the man she'd run into at the mall. There's a small amount of fear there, because she'd thought he was going to rob her, but he had turned out to be perfectly alright so she just tilts her head at him.] What are you looking for?

[beth-magus-blog]

[Beth isn’t sure what to say, she doesn’t know if the woman is serious or not but she wipes at her eyes anyway, shrugging.] Yeah, perfect. [She’s being sarcastic but who knew if Melody would pick up on it. Beth nodded at her, curt.] You?

[harmony-or-melody]

Oh. Oh, good. [Melody lets out a small sigh of relief, completely oblivious to the woman's sarcasm and glad to hear she was apparently just practicing. Having the question redirected at herself takes her a bit by surprise, but Melody just nods pleasantly.] Oh, I'm alright. It's very pretty here, isn't it? Except this room seems a bit of a mess. Do you keep it that way on purpose? [There's no judgment in her tone, just simple observation. She's heard lots of actors have strange habits.]

[josie-jonesx]

{Josie can’t help the laugh that emits from her then. And if it’s cruel, the thought doesn’t strike her. She flicks ashes off of her cigarette, holding the smoke up to her lips.} Yeah, alright. Good luck with that. {She tells the blonde sarcastically, before taking a drag off the cigarette, releasing white smoke into the air on another laugh.}

[harmony-or-melody]

[The cold laugh at her expense and the sarcasm that drips from the other blonde's words go right over Melody's head. She's too far gone to register them, and all she hears is what she wants to, the woman's agreement. She fixes her with a smile, though her gaze drifts somewhere off to the side.] Thank you. Good luck to you, too.

[rose-benedict]

Hopefully not too much. {Rose says softly as she grabs one of Noah’s hands and kisses it, smiling at the baby when he looks at her. The mother turns her gaze to Melody, but the smile stays.} I guess it’s hard to imagine.

[harmony-or-melody]

Mhmm. [Melody agrees with a small nod, and somewhere in the back of her mind is the knowledge that this little boy is most likely the last baby left on earth. That his odds of survival are slim, and it has her focus drifting somewhere far off in the distance as she searches for something more ordinary.] Halloween is soon. [She finally settles for, though she offers up nothing else aside from a smile.]

[josie-jonesx]

{Josie smirks, casting a glance down at the blonde beside her and her expression is almost sympathetic, if she could hold such an emotion for a woman with that comment.} Hate to break it to ya, sunshine. {She states around the cigarette, inhaling once before watching the white smoke dance before her eyes.} We’re always gonna be campin’, technically.

[harmony-or-melody]

[Melody looks up at the woman with an expression of mild confusion. What she's saying doesn't make sense, at least not in the world Melody has created for herself, and she just blinks blankly at her as she tries to make the words fit. Finally she just decides to disagree, and she shakes her head, her voice sounding as far away as her mind is when she answers.] No. I'm not. I'm going to go home.

[beth-magus-blog]

[Beth stiffens at the new presence and turns around, wiping at her eyes before the blonde speaks. She’s the one who’d healed her cut and Beth would ordinarily be nice, polite even but at her words, she’s left with an incredulous look on her tear stained face.] Excuse me? [She not sure she heard the woman correctly because she doesn’t think anyone could be that…oblivious. And rehearsing? What the hell would she be rehearsing?]

[harmony-or-melody]

[The woman looks at her in surprise, and it had Melody's smile fading as she blinks in confusion, her brows knitting together. Maybe she'd been very in character. Maybe she's still in character, in which case Melody had just interrupted her crying and instantly her expression softens.] Oh. I'm sorry. I...are you alright?