2011/Everything Is A Mess.

Everything Is A Mess.
Date of Scene:	10 October 2016
Location:	Plot Room #1
Synopsis:	Jiaying and Lacrima discuss the events of 'Oops'. (Unfinished).
Cast of Characters:	Norie Okana, Jiaying Maki

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Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima went 'home' when she left last night. That is, to Jiaying's place, and she immediatly laid down and curled up into a ball and held the blanket over here. She didn't want to talk, or argue or anything- so if Jiaying tries to yell at her- she gets no answer.

It isn't until morning that she sits up and stares blankly at the opposite wall and blinks once as she then closes her eyes and rubs hands over her face.

"Everything is a mess..." she mutters to herself.

It seems she's still having some sort of trouble. But that's nothing new.

Jiaying Maki has posed:
Jiaying Maki rubs the back of her head, having slept the night off after some frustration with various things. She's going to have to sort something out soon with the various people involved in her life. Maybe she can sit them all down, hit heads together and get some cooperation. Or maybe she can just become a recluse, because that's sounding like an option lately.

Making her way into the kitchen, she begins to prepare herself breakfast, lots of eggs, some leftover chicken, anything else that looks vaguely edible. And toast, can't forget toast. "Are you doing alright Norie?"

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima answers honestly. "No." she says. "I'm not." she adds as she stares. "I feel odd." she says. "Things are a mess in my head. I'm remembering things over other things." she says matter of factly. "Regarding last night. Ayana attacked me? But I also remember her just standing there not doing that." she says.

"It is very confusing." she says frankly, and deadpan as ever.

Jiaying Maki has posed:
Jiaying Maki begins to mix everything into a pan, going for the idea that it's all going to the same place and anything more takes effort. It's been a rough few weeks. "You were split somehow. You know your birthday is the day before mine?" She scoops up the pan and begins to add her spices, stirring things around. "I tried to give you a charm to keep the split from reforming, but it was too late." Beat, "And it still burned your hands. Your eyes weren't purple though."

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima frowns a bit. "I told you my birthday?" she asks. "That's... stupid." she says. "I don't even know what the point of a birthday is..." she says quietly. "When it's just another day-- maybe one of hundreds I'll have." she says cynically.

A pause. "I was split?" a pause. "That's bad." she says.

"I can't survive without the other. The other can't survive without me." she says. "...how did that happen?" she asks pointedly. "You didn't.. try anything. Did you?" she asks. "Besides that?" she asks.

Jiaying Maki has posed:
Jiaying Maki rests her chin on her hand, watching her food cook. Stirring things up with a pair of chopsticks, she says to Norie, "Because you wanted to tell me, but the other you, your voice didn't want you to. You know other than you not being able to do anything with the demon you let loose, it seemed you were alright." She sets her chopsticks down and flips the adhoc omelette with her a flip of the pan before she continues, "I want to try it again. I'm going to see if I can split either of you into a spell a ghost charm and the other left behind."

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima frowns slightly. "I don't think I want to experience that again. It is disorienting, feeling two sets of memories that happened at the same time when they're smooshed back together." she says. "Not quite a perfect 'sandwhich' of thoughts. I'd say." she says.

"Oh.. right. Ayana. She's going to kill me. She's upset now. I'm angry." she scowls.

"She was.. supposed to be my friend!" she huffs!
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"She's upset at me because I'm me... or something. Like that." it's really hard to make sense when you're one being again.

Jiaying Maki has posed:
Jiaying Maki pours the contents of her pan onto a plate, sprinkles some cheese and a generous heap of pepper on it then settles down at the table. Leaning forward, she takes a breath of the concoction. Without lifting her head, she says, "What two sets of memories do you remember? Because you didn't remember telling me a few things, I'm sure. And while your passenger is listening, I won't be sharing that information either."

There's a few moments where the only noise from Jia is eating before she finally says, "She did something I didn't know was possible, which means I have a new way to try and help you Norie. I doubt she's mad at you either. The one that I saw last night that is. I'm bringing you back."

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima frowns and head tilts. "I don't know what you think you understand- but it's probably wrong." she says with a hrmph. "Well I remember fighting Ayana. I remember... sitting there helpless too." she says. "I remember.. feeling.. relif.. but.. scared too..." she furrows her brows.

"I remember grabbign you by the collar and saying... things." she says. "I remember suddenly being a very small tight place, being squeezed...and alone...for what seemed like a long time...." she purses her lips.

"But these are occupyign the same place and time in my head." she ughs.

"Sorry."

Jiaying Maki has posed:
Jiaying Maki holds her finger up and says, "The helpless thing was you. You you." She points at Norie with a fork for emphasis. "The one that I'm sure comes out when Natsumi's around. That's the best version of that." A couple of bites of food before she continues, "The ones for fear and other things are probably the other you and the one I'm hoping I can separate." There's a beat, then she says, "Though I almost think you'd prefer being a ghost with your own personality than the dead thing."

With more food, she adds, "Besides if it works for you, if Sora's gone like I think, it might work for her too. So I can save both of you somehow."

Norie Okana has posed:
Lacrima pauses. "Sora's gone...?" she asks. She frowns a little more heavily. "I haven't.. been paying attention..." she says as she fumbles around her futon area for her laptop as she opens it and types types types.

"Oh..." she says quietly.

She frowns. "I'm sorry... I... that's really bad." she says quietly. She seems to forget her own issues, for a moment as she closes her eyes and sighs.