SOUL + TRAGEDY

Atlantis 'Allie' Parker. I've got a body of wonder and an emerald mind, I'm on a luminous heavy to put gold in my eyes

[littlealliep]

Reception Reinforcement ||open

[littlealliep]

ambiguous-tech‌:

Gotta have high standards, drunk or not. And that guy… he sucks. [ An arbitrary wave of the hand is made without looking around, to follow along with her joke. Pax laughs at the ‘getting ya dick wet’ thing. He doesn’t mind lewd, in fact he prefers it. ] My dick will be plenty happy later thanks to all the hard work I put into flirting. 

But see… you’re the one who made me get off the couch and over here, yeah? Just for that there should be some secret spilling. For the record though, I can handle anything. [ He leaned further against the bar. ] Leverage makes it sound like I’ve gotta blackmail you to find anything out. Which I’m not above, be forewarned. [ His tongue clicks behind his teeth. ] A little tempting ray of sunshine like you, though. Can’t be hiding too much, right?

Good to know. { Her eyebrows perk and the blonde takes another sip of a newfound beer beverage. } I must say- the mystery of you has me intrigued. { she notes his movement and copies his lean against the bar, chasing the moment eagerly. } Blackmail would certainly place an interesting twist on things, I doubt you’re a Villian, though. but maybe I’m too... soft and only the good guys get to know about my more...  naughty bits. { her fingers snap at the end of the sentence allowing for a much more humorous effect, her tone semi-musical. A songbird in the making. }

Though, I suppose if the interest plagues your psych I can give you a few... sinning details. Sunshine be damed, I am more captivating than I look. I’m just honest towards that being my blackmail.

[seek-silence]

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[littlealliep]

uphill swing || adrien + allie

[littlealliep]

ajay-bennett‌:

[Sometimes he literally has… no idea what Allie is talking about. It’s like she’s… smart and introspective and considerate, but she also lives on this… whole other world. In this whole other reality where she makes up her own rules and content and other people sort of have to go along for the ride because whatever goes on in her head only half-makes sense—or half makes it out, communicated to the people around her. The rest just… festering and making her feel… whatever she feels, bottled up enough that no one can really talk her out of it.

Not that she should be talked out of how she feels but… Christ.

So it’s when she says ‘if you’re going to walk away’ that he sort of pulls a face—but he manages to bite his tongue until she finishes with her scpheal—because so far, it seems like that’s the best tactic with her.] 

Okay… first of all… walk away? Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? [It’s said with energy, but without heat, and he makes a point of lowering his voice because… yeah, this isn’t a conversation she wants heard by everyone, obviously.] What makes you think I’d walk away because you’re… Infected? I’m Infected, remember? I’m not an asshole or a reformists, obviously so… why would I do that? 

[Sometimes he wonders if she actually has that little faith in people, or in how people will treat her, or if she says things like that because it will get her attention. Trigger people into coddling her, and saying how they could never do that to her, because the truth is she needs the reminder, to hear that kind of validation, but is too afraid to ask for it out right.

But he sighs, pushing down any frustration he feels because ultimately… this is big news. And the frustration is harmless, anyway. The kind you feel for a friend who just won’t listen to much needed advice, or a sister who keeps getting speeding tickets or… yeah, whatever.] Seriously? [He’s sort of still processing it…]  Like, as in they don’t know? The Colony? How did you even get away with that? 

{ and then it’s gone.

he’s talking. she wants to listen- but the little emotional tornado in her subsides. On paper the situation would sound good, favorable even! yet having the circumstance come to light... is unsettling. The blonde notices almost immediately before sitting back up, green eyes wide and taking him in.}

Somethings wrong. { it appeared that the few left surrounding them had decided to leave for the night, maybe they had felt awkward. It only made sense for Allie to focus on the negatives of the situation, considering anxiety rose within her at her sensitivities being... well... gone. not to mention something about his wording hurt her. and being left with just her own feelings felt distastefully unusual.}

What the hell is wrong with me? { The word choice feels all the worse considering she can’t read him at all. God, it sounds like the disappointment from her father. ‘Allie, what the hell is wrong with you! Why can’t you just be like your fucking mother?!’. Green eyes become distant. There’s a sense of tension between them, and it was her fault! Maybe her infection was the only good thing she had going for her. She stands up, anxiety trickling in. The worst thing about having ‘it’ be unregistered? no training. no one to talk to, really. Other than Mouse. and that meant no one to run to now that it had left a gaping hole in her. }

That’s not what I meant, i’m sorry. { there’s a pause. The conversation is strange to continue. Allie hadn’t actually become comfortable talking about her infection, considering she had to be so quiet about it on the daily and now... without being able to read him...well that only made her feel all the more uneasy. She trusted Adrien, but did she really even trust herself? } Is yours still... working? I can’t..mines...it’s gone. It’s gone.

I’m scared. and it’s made things a bit... weird lately. So.. to be honest, I don’t know how no one’s noticed. I’ve always been pretty emotional, maybe that’s why. Hell, I didn’t even realize until Mouse basically told me he knew I was an Empath. then it all sort of clicked, I guess.

[littlealliep]

Fever State: Stage One- Awakening || Open

[littlealliep]

kidrebelmink‌:

[Allie really quickly got into the conversation, and a fun conversation it was. Nothing about sickness or illness or any of the symptoms they were dealing with, nope, just Allie and her jokes as she spun a story out of nowhere and made Mink laugh again. Laugh, then fall into a fit of coughs and then grunted as they kept themselves from wanting to puke all over the bed.] DUDE STOP MAKING ME LAUGH. CASPER THE FRIENDLY APOCALYPSE SURVIVOR. I WAS NOT READY FOR THAT!

[And they really weren’t, but it was a good joke. They were too tired to come up with anything even remotely as fun as that which she managed to spit out. So they simply shook their head at the cucumber water, and kept their laugh in. They thought of something clever to say in response to Allie’s joke about their clothes.] It’s Gucci, best quality on the market, they don’t make them like this anymore. [Mink said, holding up their stupid hospital garment.] 

{ Allie offered a smooth, rather playful smile at the mention of Gucci- as though such simple things even mattered now. Funny enough, Allie had grown up in wealth. It was all she had known. Yet now she could hardly picture something designer mentally. Time had a way of doing that. } Ah yes, mine’s a Chanel. Collab of the century? { She offered, pointing to their shared ‘fashion’. Mink’s openness allowed her to feel more content with the situation, and thank the gods for that! Being sick didn’t exactly stroke ye’ old positive disposition very well. }

Hey! how do you feel about making a prison break together? We could take our tequila and take a swift vacation. { again the blonde pokes at the IV’s, referencing them as straight alcohol. It was a joke, of course. but at least the idea of a beach could make Mink feel better. } I heard Costa Rica is bumping this time of year!

[littlealliep]

What one piece of advice would you give your younger self?

I don’t think I always needed advice.  Plus, I’m still figuring things out.

I think I would just hug her, because no one else did.

[littlealliep]

Did you ever consider following your dad into politics?

Not really. Being surrounded by fake people for your entire life sort of puts the ‘nail in the coffin’ when it comes to that stuff.

It’s all a game. There is a motive behind every action, every word. That would get tiring to me. Plus, my father was a corrupt politician. Why would someone like me - want to be anything like someone like him?

[littlealliep]

[littlealliep]

Fever State: Stage One- Awakening || Open

[littlealliep]

[Percy looks at her, frowning a bit.] You definitely don’t need to apologize, [She says. She shakes her head.] I’m just trying not to pass out, honestly. [She didn’t feel like she’s saving anyone.] You’re fine. I do feel bad that you can’t check on your friends. But, thank you for saying that. [Percy attempts a smile. She doesn’t want her feeling any worse. Either worrying too much about her friends or worrying about how she was making Percy feel. She didn’t need to do any of that.] If you gave me the names of your friends, perhaps I could look and see if they’ve been checked into the infirmary or not? [she offers. She doesn’t know if people are checking them at this point. Not when everyone’s sick. But she can offer and try to find something out, right? Maybe that would put her a little more at ease.]

You would do that? { allie became fixated on the idea. Then again, if practically everyone was sick- were they even checking people in at this point? It felt dangerous to think of such a thing, so Allie made an attempt to focus on the positives that the other woman had displayed for her. } That would be incredible. I’m so sorry. I just... I can’t focus when I know something may be wrong with my friends. Call me cautious, I suppose. I’m kind of a worry wart. { the words sound hoarse as they leave chapped lips, but she practically forces them out before taking on a rather sincere and warm expression. } Have you sat down at all? The last thing anyone here needs is for you to faint. Care for yourself, too.

[asoftwrongness]

[writingaest]

[zachbastiaans]

This is Awkward || Zach & Allie

[littlealliep]

zachbastiaans‌:

[Okay, maybe he had read that uncomfortableness wrong, she seemed confident. The kind of confident that was radiant, that spoke physically and verbally, the kind that someone like Zach should keep well away from. But in general, he didn’t have a problem with someone who was confident, as long as they were kind. And despite how badly the words were chosen, he figured that was what she was trying to be. Kind. So he smiled his awkward smile again.] Uhm… thanks. [And casually, although casually might not be the right word, used the slightly wet towel to cover most of his chest.] 

No problem. { She can sense his uncomfortableness. It radiates from him, enough for her to back off a bit with the flirting. Perhaps he was taken, or simply uninterested in their exchange. Nevertheless, Allie bows her head a bit and lowers her hands from covering petite facial features. } You know uhm... you wouldn’t know where the bath is, would you? maybe you could show me after you finish getting- uh- dressed? { the grip on her own towel loosened a bit, but only due to her feeling a little less shocked within the situation between them. } You know what, my names Allie! names would probably make this a lot less awkward.

[littlealliep]

uphill swing || adrien + allie

[littlealliep]

ajay-bennett‌:

[He doesn’t notice at first. Mostly, because he’s used to being told to ‘chill out’ and he’s nodding along, because yeah, he probably does. He opens his mouth to say something—probably something self deprecating, or sarcastic, or vehemently both—but then the thunder comes. A few beats after the lightening, the thought is miles away at first. But it creeps closer, the fog clearing and he…. What??]

[His gaze flicks to her wrist, but he can’t really get a good vantage point from here, but that also doesn’t matter because he knows she’s Uninfected. That tattoo on her wrist is black, and he remembers talking about it… 

It’s too distracting for him to focus on any of the other stuff right now. She goes on about being friends and about getting over things (which don’t include him yet, apparently) but he’s only half listening, because the pieces are sliding together like a scrambled, old school Tetris, and her ramblings on the old elephant in the room become the tinny arcade music to the new elephant in the room. 

Yeah, this talk about crushes and heartbreak and shit is really gonna have to take a sidebar, for a second.

Finally, his tongue catches up to his brain, and he re-engages—like a car stuck in neutral finally finding second gear and jolting forward in a messy, whirring jerk.] 

Wait, wait, back up, back up…. What? Your Infection? What are you talking about, Allie? 

{ there’s a common ground between them, yet it shakes inconsistently- at least metaphorically. The last thing that Allie wants to do is unleash another butt load of information on him. Her time being sick had drained her enough, let alone delving in to such a topic that she was so...quiet on. Though she has this strange sense of trust in him, and something tells her that it isn’t misplaced. Everyone had problems. He stole, he was nervous. She had an undeniable amount of emotion and a habit of being too sensitive. People were flawed, and that didn’t make him any less valuable to her. }

only Mouse knows, really. I mean- and this acquaintance of mine... but he was more of an accident. { A sigh escapes her lips. How was it that he brought out her vulnerabilities. She wonders if he sees her like a stained glass window that’s lost it’s luminous paint. }

listen. I don’t... I don’t want to tell you-- if you’re going to walk away. I have a tough time releasing myself, and my guilt. I deal with it on most days, but i’ve gotten past registration. Lately it’s just been hard, the past few days especially. The fuckin’ thing won’t turn on until the worst moment, and then it goes away.

{ she sort of shuns any sadness that comes her way, adjusting herself to lean her head on his shoulder. It’s sort of nice to be open. There’s bravery that weaves like roots in her. Being friends would be nice. The fact is, being so positive all the time had taken a toll on her. Maybe it was time to let herself in. }

I have empatheia, Adrien. { the leaning on his shoulder makes it easier to whisper the words into his ear, considering being found out was certainly the largest negative of the situation. }

Every time you feel something, I feel it too.

[littlealliep]

[bigtiddiegangwrite]

[littlealliep]

Fever State: Stage One- Awakening || Open

[littlealliep]

persevans‌:

[Percy feels awful. From the illness and because she’s denying this woman from seeing people. People she’s probably worried about. That she cares about. If this had been happening at her old colony, and someone kept her from seeing her brother, Percy would’ve been the same as her.

She thinks a bit on how to respond.] I… it’s still new. I think some people are getting more settled into being sick, but I don’t think anyone’s feeling that much better yet. [She takes a long, deep breath. Her head hurts and her arms ache. Percy shakes her head.] We don’t. We’re working on trying to figure it out, but right now… I’m sorry.

Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault. You’re doing the best that you can. You’re saving people. { She tries to collect herself, holding herself accountable for most likely making the other woman feel worse. } Look, I’M sorry. You’re just trying to do your job and i’m sitting here probably making you feel bad. Please don’t. You’re being great. And thank god you’re here for me!

{ She gives a slight nod and attempts to offer a smile through chapped lips, hoping the other girl will see it and pick herself up a little bit. The last thing that they all need is less hope. This woman could be the spark that some others need to survive. }

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Tis the Season  {OPEN}

[littlealliep]

dot-speckter‌:

Fair enough. [The young woman doesn’t bother to continue that lane of conversation, keeping her eyes roaming around the room, her stomach somewhat nauseous from the couples.] Romance. What a concept. [Ugh, now her mind was on Teilo. As if she really needed to think about that situation, her crush remained intact with no signs of disappearing.] 

[Dot lets out a huff, remnants of a laugh scattered within.] I think he did. Although, he is married, so who knows. Maybe Santa is rooting for the colony couples. [She glances at the girl beside her.] It’s not old fashioned, I think it’s common sense.

I would only hope that he’s so monogamous as to care, hunny. I have a feeling apocalypse survivors having three minutes strokes isn’t on his nice list. Or, on any list for that matter. { She grins at her own joke, not thinking much of it. Though the idea of such holiday gods seemed...childish nowadays, apart of her still chose to believe. It kept her hope alive. }

Common sense. You better tell them that! That guys mustache is going to rub off in the middle from all the friction! They could practically burn the place down with all of the collective abrasions.

[zachbastiaans]

This is Awkward || Zach & Allie

[littlealliep]

zachbastiaans‌:

[Zach had always been awkward when faced with other peoples… near nakedness. Back before D-day he would often be living in other people’s houses, and despite how cool people were about skin, about sex, about engaging in any physical contact, he had never been able to grow past that. He would be the guy sitting on the couch hugging a pillow and trying to talk about other things when people brought up their recent… victories. Living on his own in the Wastes had pulled him further into that awkwardness, and now he was living with four guys who he tried to actively avoid when they were… in those kind of moods.]

Uhm. Yeah. [He wanted to smack himself over the head for being this awkward. She was clearly dressed for the spa, and also seemed a little uncomfortable, hiding half of her face behind her hand. And he was thinking about how to escape the situation. He was very much aware that he was still standing there in just his underwear.] 

{ She’s laughing behind painted fingernails. Not at him- well, not on purpose. but more at the situation. It was a bit laughable that the two found themselves in such an unusual circumstance. She feels for him, considering he looks like a deer caught in headlights. Wasn’t too far fetched to think that this sort of thing didn’t happen to him very often, where as she had already been through a similar yet different fiasco with Ajay. What was it with men seeing her practically naked at strange intervals? }

Hey, no judgement here! You look.... great. { a pickup line of sorts, more so a test of his mood and what he’s thinking at the moment. Perhaps he would catch her wavelength. Public bath? more like Public Porno! haha. As a joke, though. She would never actually say that out loud. }