realityshifted | ♪ EXEC

[1007 was in her room, and was content to stay there. Until now.

Anyone on the 10th floor will see the door to 1007 abruptly slide open, much faster than it was ever intended to be opened, and it connects with its internal stopper with a "crack!" and a "slam!" as the black-haired occupant barrels out of there as fast as her short little legs will carry her.

To her credit, she doesn't scream - doesn't make any noise whatsoever, save for her heavy and rapid breathing, but her bright red eyes are as wide as saucers and she looks as though she's just been witness to something too horrible for words. She's also trembling so violently that she can't even keep her balance, and she trips, dropping to her knees in the middle of the hallway. That doesn't stop her. She spins around and begins crawling backwards, away from her room, until her back is pressed up against the entrance to the porch.

She's not moving. She refuses. She will sit here, trembling, knees drawn up tightly against her chest, and stare down the hallway with wide eyes until she finds somewhere safe to go. Anywhere... please...

And... it may be incredibly faint, but are there quiet whispers of a song coming from that room...? No, maybe you're just imagining things... ]

((OoC: Anyone who looks into room 1007 will see that it's been entirely turned into this place - the Crescent Chronicle, from her home world. In addition, there are grathnode crystals growing from the walls - just... pretend that picture is red in color. Since there are no good images of an actual grathnode crystal. sigh, obscure canon woes...))

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[with the way she's looking, he knows she isn't okay. she's far from okay - and he doesn't know what's gotten her so upset, so scared, but it isn't going to keep him from trying to help her.

so he extends a hand, offering to help her up, a small little smile playing across his mouth in the meantime.] You really look like you don't want to be here. Why don't we go somewhere else?

[She hesitates, for a very long moment, staring at his hand like she's just not sure if she can take it. But... doesn't she not want to be alone...? After a little bit of silently arguing with herself, she puts her hand in his and uses that to pick herself up.]

Where will we go?

[he expects her to hesitate. expects her not to trust a single thing he's saying – because he's a stranger, right? but he's legitimately trying to help, and he doesn't like thinking there's something he can do and then .. just not do it.

when she puts her hand in his, he smiles a small little thing, helping her to her feet.] Away from whatever it is that has you scared out of your mind. Which .. I'm thinking might be anywhere but here. Sound like a plan?

Yes. That will work. [She nods.] ... Let's go.

[But as they go, Her eyes are still set on the entrance to her room, and she doesn't want to go anywhere near it, but she knows that the only way to get to the stairs is to walk right by it.

So she tries to fight away the fear. ~~Emotions... for some reason, she feels like she has some very strong opinions on emotions, but she's not sure why. Why can't she remember...?~~ It works to a degree, but she still walks a little bit closer to 801 when they get closer to the door.]

Okay .. then I'll take you somewhere. Anywhere. Not .. that I really know where to go, but I'll figure that out along the way. [because that's just how he does things, apparently. it's not like he's some great big hero that always has to do the right thing – or maybe he is, he doesn't fucking know – but the point of the matter is that he wants to help her, and he's going to.

he can still feel that fear in her, and if he reaches to curl an arm around her shoulders, to hold her a little closer to him as they make their way away from the source of that fear, well ..

really he's just hoping that she's not going to punch him. because as much as he's seen around this place so far, he doesn't think it'd be too unlikely.]

[Jacqli's not the punchy type. But if she had her memories, York might get some song magic to the face for assuming he can put his arm around her. But, as she has no memories and she's currently afraid of being alone and trapped and sealed away for the rest of eternity? Yeah, he can go right ahead. She doesn't mind. Hell, she even leans into the embrace as they walk by the door, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to block out the sound of the hymn as they pass...!

She opens her eyes once they reach the stairs, and though she steps away a little, she doesn't move away entirely.]

... Thank you. It's better to be away from there.

[he wouldn't know about her memories - and he sure as hell doesn't know about any of his own - but everything in him is telling him that he needs to be the good guy, here. and he's willing to step up to the plate and have at it.

under the assumption that he's any good at it. but hell .. it's all worth a try, right?

he very lightly brushes the pad of his thumb against the curve of her shoulder once they reach the stairs, and then he takes his arm away completely, because he doesn't want to seem .. well, he isn't sure. but he doesn't want to give the wrong impression.

even if he isn't sure what the wrong impression would be at this point.] Hey, no problem .. whaddya say we just start walking? See what else is around here?

[She steps away again when he drops his arm. She lightly crosses hers over her chest, and her gaze falls to the floor.]

Okay. Where will we go, or do we have no destination?

[if she wants to keep close to him, he has no problem with it at all - but he just doesn't want .. yeah, he's covered that already, hasn't he? so .. no use in repeating himself.

he hums thoughtfully.] Well, I've been doing a little bit of exploring since I first woke up .. there's a beach with no water, and that's pretty interesting. [have a chuckle. because that's just weird.]

Oh? I've... never seen a real beach before. Even one with water.

[She hesitates, just a bit. But then, she nods.] Let's go there. I want to see it. Is it far?

[he looks down at her when she says that. really? for some reason .. that's surprising.

but he nods right back, because if that's where she wants to go, that's where he'll take her.] Not too far, I don't think. A few minutes' walk. C'mon.

[and he moves to lead her, still wondering if he's doing anything too out of place.]

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