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{You took my life and wrecked it

Who: Inej or Klaus + Various
When: Month of September
Where: Cadens / Solvunn + Nocwich / the Horizon
What: Various threads through the month.
Warnings: Inej: stealing; murder; descriptions of touch aversion, anxiety, depression, PTSD; heavy trust issues, paranoia; mentions of past instances of prostitution, slavery, and sexual assault. Everything will be clearly marked if-when it comes up.
Klaus: flippant references to child abuse/neglect/violence, mentioned and played out use of drugs/alcohol/other facets of addiction, mentions of death/the dead/ghosts, descriptions of depression/anxiety/panic attacks/suicidal ideation/PTSD; will clearly mark if-when it comes up.

but I've been resurrected

Yeah, baby, I'm the Comeback Kid

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This has become something of a routine with Abby at this point. Neither Inej nor Jesper have qualms about the other girl letting herself into the room because she's reasonable about when she does it.

As Abby settles on her good side she says softly, "Hi..." as she smiles down at her friend. "Not prepared to deal with the day?"

Fortunately Abby's opinion on early mornings is 'crime, who dare invented such a terrible thing' so it's very difficult for her to impose earlier than reasonable.

"I need to eventually get yelled at for all the shit I did, even if the shit I did worked more than it didn't." If Abby thinks through how they see her, it makes sense. She shouldn't be here, she shouldn't be involved, so she should be protected. Jesper and Inej are different, they belong in these fights because their history is fighting. But Abby doesn't... want that. She's working, slowly, to find her footing.

And then jumping off the cliff because monsters showed up.

And even if she has a pretty good argument for why she should be able to get involved, be treated like she belongs in these fights. She's still waiting to get told she's worthless. "And now everyone knows I can disappear which makes hiding a lot fucking harder. Kinda expecting Julie to just send her ancient boytoy to track me down, drag me in for lecture that's waiting."

“If it worked, why should you be yelled at?” That seems rather counterintuitive, if anyone were to ask her opinion on the matter. No one really ever treated them like kids back home, that isn’t the way of The Barrel at all. Only since arriving here has Inej had any real near-familial eyes being on her in years.

She laughs at the description, “You mean Geralt? Don’t worry, his lectures are not all that long. He’s a man of few words.”

"It's a- stupid Earth thing. What worked and didn't work doesn't matter. What matters is what they wanted me to do." Earth is dumb and while she's glad she doesn't have- whatever the fuck happened to her friends in her head, she still thinks grown-ups are stupid and don't realize what they ask.

"Oh no, he's not lecturing me. But he is able to see me while I'm hiding and track me down basically anywhere across the city." Geralt is absolutely a man of no words unless he has to, Julie's lecturing her in this. "Julie got real mad I followed her along on her stupid plan to explore a monster location. You know, without telling her."

“Well, that’s ridiculous,” said with all the righteous indignation any teenager can easily muster.

She makes an ‘Ah’ sort of face and nods, “My mistake,” she shakes her head a little at the clarification all the same. “If you helped, you helped- that should be the most important part of it all.”

"Earth grown ups are like that, even the cool ones." And this is why Abby likes having friends her age where she can get them.

"I didn't really help with Julie's bullshit plan, but I didn't faint and scare the fuck out of everyone." Is she more mad at the double standard, or the fact Julie did something stupid. Who can say. "I don't regret what I did and if they want me to stop they'll need to find a good way to lock me up."

"An unfortunate side-effect of growing up?" she suggests, wrinkling her nose a bit at the thought. She hopes she remains as reasonable a person as she is now when she's older. Maybe it's that what one considers reasonable changes as they age? Hmm. Food for thought.

"If they lock you up, just let me know... Kaz is great with locks, and Jesper can control materials..." she smirks. They'll break her out, it'd be fun, a herald to times with the Dregs in Ketterdam.

"Fun thought when I get to turn seventeen this month." Abby's not thrilled about her birthday, all things considered. Jesper would take care of her after. So at least she had that going for her.

She smiles, the offer of jailbreak in that perfect place of 'joke' but also she figures if she needs it, they'll do it. "Hey, any chance you can get me in the door doing courier work. Washing dishes here is great and all, but I wanna explore the city and get money for it. Also-"

Abby extricates herself from cuddling to haphazardly roll herself toward the nearest wall, sitting down on the surface like that's totally normal, "Pretty fuckin' cool right? Has to be a little useful exploring the city?"

"Are we doing a party for your birthday, then?" she smiles. Hers had been a small affair, but that was more her pace anyway.

She considers the question for a moment. "Maybe, yeah. I can try and put in a good word for you." Inej isn't sure how much pull she really has, but it's worth a shot. Anything to help a friend.

Inej tips her head as Abby shifts to sit on the wall, an amused look on her face. "Absolutely useful. You should go rooftopping with me sometime," she does still keep to old habits, so exploring the city from the heights of buildings was a regular activity for her. Easier now that she knows the layout of the city after so long here.

"Maybe, I dunno," There's a chill to Abby's body language that says she doesn't really want to talk about it.

Abby figured it could help to just have someone who works there vouch for her, and she can try to not fuck up this job interview like last one.

Abby gets herself close enough to the bed she can just- gracefully faceplant into it for a moment before rolling over and just going with the change in positions. Abby's used to looking at her friends from weird angles on a bed. "There are some kinks to work out about this new thing I do. Turns out human brains don't like it when the world is at a wrong angle. It gets all seasick about it. So I've been keeping my practice to the Horizon."

Which might also have to do with Abby not trying to sit up or move back to being curled up with Inej just yet. "That and if I go splat there I don't die. It just fucking hurts."

Inej is pretty sure there's... something there, but Abby is suddenly so very still that she isn't sure pressing is the right move, here. So instead, she lets it go.

"You'll adjust eventually, probably," she says with the mild authority of someone who might know what she's talking about. "Did I ever tell you about the circus?" If Abby has ever wandered by Inej's domain in the Horizon, there was no mistaking the circus tent that resided in it, but it doesn't mean the explanation for it has happened yet.

Idly, she reaches for Abby's hand, twisting their fingers together if she offers it. Little platonic touches are something she's learning to like again, and Abby is probably one of the best people for just such a thing.

"Like the whole 'be ignored' thing it'll probably grow easier and less tilt-a-whirl-y with practice." That seemed to be the name of the game. Each of these new toys was like growing a brand new limb. It's neat, it sorta knows what it does. But you haven't practiced with it so you need to.

...Can this place make you grow limbs, that'd be fucking weird.

"Circus? No. If this involves Jesper and a Clown I might need snacks." She'll let the image play out, she isn't sure Jesper is a clown, or flirting with one, as both seem equally possible. They don't mesh with the 'life of crime' backstory but nothing about Jesper meshes with that exactly right for Abby, so it's fine.

Abby gets herself into a 'not on her face' laying down and gives Inej's fingers a gentle squeeze. Abby, of M.A.N.G. was always the most tactile, the most ready to jump into someone's arms, sit in their lap. So yes, small platonic touches are her language and she's glad to be speaking it again.

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