Adam Milligan (
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i'll stay silent if you want me to
Who: Adam Milligan (
halfwinchester) and Cora Hale (
resent).
Where: In the mansion.
When: Sometime? We'll figure it out.
Rating: PG-13, maybe?
Summary: Adam and Cora are both rattled by what they see on their TVs. It's great when family members are brutally murdered, isn't it?
The Story:
[At first, the armor is an ironic change, one part strange and two parts amusing for someone who'd been bereft of a real body in the Cage and has been struggling with one ever since leaving. Creaking about in a state of numb sleeplessness is practically a living metaphor for his soul; not having to worry about bodily functions is a bit of a relief, all things considered. Staying up all night doesn't leave him feeling like shit the first morning and that's an improvement, even if playing the Tin Man is weird as hell.
He finds he misses the taste of food and beer, but for one of Wonderland's "events" (or so people keep calling it) it's bearable.
Things don't get unbearable until the creepy TV that'd appeared in his room starts trying to show him his mother. That's when his plan to quietly ride out this crazy train is derailed. He's already tired of reliving his worst memories in his head without Wonderland's interference. Why couldn't the fucking place pick a happy memory? Make them relive a favorite birthday party? Create a rainstorm made out of leprechauns and puppies?
At least he's not the only one pissed off and unsettled about this whole state of affairs.]
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Where: In the mansion.
When: Sometime? We'll figure it out.
Rating: PG-13, maybe?
Summary: Adam and Cora are both rattled by what they see on their TVs. It's great when family members are brutally murdered, isn't it?
The Story:
[At first, the armor is an ironic change, one part strange and two parts amusing for someone who'd been bereft of a real body in the Cage and has been struggling with one ever since leaving. Creaking about in a state of numb sleeplessness is practically a living metaphor for his soul; not having to worry about bodily functions is a bit of a relief, all things considered. Staying up all night doesn't leave him feeling like shit the first morning and that's an improvement, even if playing the Tin Man is weird as hell.
He finds he misses the taste of food and beer, but for one of Wonderland's "events" (or so people keep calling it) it's bearable.
Things don't get unbearable until the creepy TV that'd appeared in his room starts trying to show him his mother. That's when his plan to quietly ride out this crazy train is derailed. He's already tired of reliving his worst memories in his head without Wonderland's interference. Why couldn't the fucking place pick a happy memory? Make them relive a favorite birthday party? Create a rainstorm made out of leprechauns and puppies?
At least he's not the only one pissed off and unsettled about this whole state of affairs.]
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[ the armour felt stiff and heavier than it did before. it was as if the weight of seeing laura, alive and well, just as she lived in cora's memory as, walking through the dark woods, with fear and confidence meshed attractively on her face, had begun to make cora feel as though she were in a pool and this armour was tying her to the ground. ]
[ so, cora decides to swim, and fight back, as she always has. the armour is heavy, the moons and wolves, humans transforming into the actual creature itself, carved into the metal of it give her a place to draw strength. she stumbles out of her room, hits her bulky shoulder against the doorframe, and tries to run. ]
[ even with all the strength being a werewolf gives her, she still finds it difficult to pick one leg up after the other, let alone keep her eyes up ahead and focused on what could potentially around the corner or in her path. the mansion of wonderland seems smaller, the width of its hallways tinier, but cora stumbles and bashes on; clipping her shoulders and hitting her knees as she goes. ]
[ but as long as it's not the television in front of her, cora doesn't really care what she happens to walk into. every bump reminds her that she's here, in wonderland, and that laura, the one who lives in her memory, is safe, even though, in reality, she's long gone. ]
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Like Cora, Adam can't just do nothing once the broadcast is over and rain pelting the roof rushes in to fill the silence left by the blank television screen. He starts down from the tenth floor, moving slowly and methodically, putting his day of figuring out his armor to good use so that he can avoid tripping up on something, but that's when the metal whirlwind that is Cora comes charging along, and Adam, who's just made it to a new floor without incident, wonders if she's going to take him out like a linebacker.
Jesus Christ, it's not safe inside or outside.]
Whoa! Whoa.
[What is it? Where's the fire? Is something with the fucking TV that's making them risk barreling through a wall?]
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[ she spins around. she almost loses her balance. but a wolf losing balance, even one with a headpiece the shape of a wolf's head, doesn't feel right. cora's always found herself grounded when she's in touch with her more animalistic side. ]
What? [ she doesn't mean to snap. but there's laura and peter and uncle peter who killed sister laura. and all cora can see is red the colour of blood. she doesn't need to see how this scene ends; she knows it by heart already. ]
[ she doesn't know why she stops. but a familiar voice within the walls of something so surreal ... one doesn't need to do the math. ]
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And he really, really doesn't need to get in the middle of any more grand adventures. He's done the biblical thing and lived through what the TV's shown him. That's enough for a lifetime or two.
Adam backs up toward the wall, out of the way.]
Nothing. Just--
[Just what? Calm down? Stop running in the halls?]
Careful.
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I'll keep that in mind.
[ she will, but she'll continue to be reckless, as always. she makes a move to leave, but she stops, hesitating. ] Did you see a wolf run by?
[ she knows it's not real, that there's no way peter nor laura could be here, but cora needs to know, to be sure. she had been a ghost once, and now she was corporeal for those who thought her to be ash. ]
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He opts for the silent route. She can't see him sweat this way.]
You mean besides you?
[Her question's on the odd side of the fence... but who's he judging? She chases wolves, he chases other things that appear to him in his hallucinations.]
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[ she'd roll her eyes at his comment, but she doesn't think to. he can't see it, anyway. it's not the kind of situation one does that in, either. there's more important things to do, like shed herself of this feeling that something bad that's already happened is happening right now. ]
[ rather impatiently: ] A real wolf. Fur, four legs, not made of metal.
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[Seeing a real wolf running around the halls of the mansion sounds just as far-fetched as a metal one (or not far-fetched at all, depending on your opinion on Wonderland), but he answers with a point-blank honesty.]
Just you.
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Have you seen anything strange? [ considering she's looking at someone she recognises in a tin suit, she thinks the answer is very much obvious. ] Outside of the armour?
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He hesitates before answering. The silent, blank face of his armor tilts slightly in thought; it probably has more than a few similarities with his actual face.]
There's the TV playing midnight programs, but...
[But he's not pretending he's a special snowflake, that his TV set must be the only one doing something strange. He hopes he's not.]
... that can't just be me.
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[ she looks at him expectantly. the only fault to the armour is that he can't see her face change, either. it's nothing new, the curious frown, for she always seems to wear a frown of some sort on any given day. but this has to be the most interesting thing he's said since she almost ran him over. ] What? What's been on your TV?
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Adam doesn't trust anyone in this place with that knowledge, aside from the people who already know the story. Talking about what Wonderland is taunting him with brings him dangerously close to talking about her.]
Someone who's not here. [Clipped and to the point.] You?