Re: Part 2: The Kids Are Alright (IC)
As dreams go, it was too tangible.
As nightmares go, it was just bizarre, not horrible…
And as afterlives went, it did feel like she had died, but at the same time…
Thwack.
Something hitting her face. Something not in virtual, something more tacticle than the…
Thwack.
Her eyes shot open, but milliseconds after her hand shot up, instinctively grasping the other hand before it could smack her again. And the first thing Val could see as she came to was Vamp’s face – suddenly contorting with pain.
She was as puzzled as the other girl, for a split second. And then she felt it, the electrical current flowing through her body, and via the conductors on the palm of her hand, delivering an electric shock to the Goth.
“Frack,” she whipered, letting go of Vamp’s hand, too confused to apologize.
And there was something else… a certain… halo? Around the Goth’s head, quickly changing hue – the muted color of nonchalance, misted with impatience, ever so slightly tinged with worry – suddenly bleeding to the pulsing shades of pain and rage.
“What the frack is…”
She looked around, her neck clicking.
Tailgate close by, his halo sort of similar to Vamp’s original one, but touched with a little vibration that she couldn’t quite place, between embarrassment and thirst; Nikola and Minerva, with subtler and softer shades of preoccupation…
So it's true. I can... scan? People? What the...
Val sat up, self-consciously pulling up the neckline of her corset.
“It’s very creepy to wake up like that, with all of you weirdos watching me sleep,” she said, voice still coarse; she cleared her throat and tried again. “Hey. Did I miss anything?”
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