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Julie Lawry ([personal profile] princessvegas) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2023-03-20 12:40 am (UTC)

[ Julie is anxious, in a way that she hasn't felt in quite some time. Not the latent, low-level anxiety she has about people disappearing from Abraxas, but the kind of high-alert, constant anxiety she used to feel after Captain Trips. Never knowing when someone would be coming, never knowing who could be trusted. An uncertainty that becomes exhausting after a while.

She hasn't hit that point yet. Right now, she is in the stage of hyper vigilance of a prairie dog sitting sentry, sensitive to every movement and sound, ready to sound an alarm in an instant. Except there's no one to alarm except herself, and the sign she's waiting for is in her own head.

But it comes all the same. The creeping feeling along her spine, over her brain. It's familiar now, almost too much so. She's prepared, this time.

Julie takes barely a moment to consider which way to go before she breaks into a run. She trusts, knows that whatever direction she goes will be the right one. Her pace is impressive, considering that she's still in stilettos; her hair streams in the air behind her. ]


Hello? [ The call comes as she feels herself honing in, like a ping on a radar screen. She's there, she just has to find them. ] It's safe, I can help you! I can feel you're here, I just need to know where you are!

[ She pauses, looks around for any movement. ]

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