Dossier Thirteen

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta is in the woods again, this time in the deepest, darkest most private area she can find. She's wrestling with her P90, trying to grip it properly, but the muzzle keeps dipping towards the forest floor. She fumbles and nearly drops it, wincing--her hands are raw and sore-looking. Apparently she's been at this a while. She hesitates.]

...I should look for them again...


[[Experiment start!]]

Comments

[contract_star]

Henrietta?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Does drop the gun this time.] Signore--something's wrong with me.

[contract_star]

What is it? What's wrong?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I'm not strong any more. And my eyes are really weak, and I can't hear things the way I'm supposed to.

[contract_star]

[Long pause.] When did this start happening?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Henrietta? What—

[and he spots the gun]


...what are you doing?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[The muzzle thunks into the soft forest earth again.] I can't hold it. It's heavy. Even when I focus--even when I'm trying really hard.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a frown]

I take it that isn't normal for you?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head, wincing as she tries to haul the gun level again.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

How are you feeling otherwise?

[aimania.livejournal.com]

[Flonne was lost in the woods when she spots Henrietta]

Is there something wrong with your gun?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Maybe... It's really heavy. I can't hold it right any more.

[aimania.livejournal.com]

[Flonne puts her hands on the gun and helps support it]

Maybe you need more sleep?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head] I was fine when I got up.

[aimania.livejournal.com]

Do you feel well? You could be sick.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Oh, God. Children + guns do not mix. jsfjkl] --what are you doing?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Wrestles the gun level and nearly overbalances and falls over backwards, but ends up dropping the weapon instead.] It's not working. I don't understand.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Picks it up.] Good. You shouldn't be messing with something like that anyway.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

No! Please, I need it. [Tries to take it back... and jdalksjd so weak wrrryyyy.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You aren't getting it back.

[ghostlighter]

[Concern!] Henrietta.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Fumbles the weapon and nearly drops it.]

[ghostlighter]

[Sidesteps, and catches it by the side of the muzzle. He checks to make sure the safety is on.] What's going on?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I don't know. I'm not working right.

[ghostlighter]

You're not working right?