Amber Lynne's posts

"Yeah... always frustrating." She commented with a chuckle.

"Seriously though, go put that call in." She added. "I need to eat." With that, she ducked out of the room, off to keep her head on straight.

---

She sighed when she heard the message over the intercomm.

".... Huh. Took awhile." She commented, looking toward the speaker as a natural reflex before looking back to Bast.

"Feel better?" She asked with a soft smile, asking him exactly what he'd asked her so many times in the past.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

"You do that then. I'm gonna take this," She held up one of her specialty meals. "and go devour it. And I'll make sure I'm not in the way to cause possible problems."

"I hope she's found quick." she added.

"And sorry I can't help at the moment."

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Erica jumped, having not expected that emotional outburst, and had to resist her urge to flee at the moment.

"I..." She started, not entirely sure what it was that she could do here.

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As he made his exclamation, the only other person that was in the wing at the moment had been walking by. She paused a moment before poking her head in. After taking a quick look, she just laughed lightly.

"How bad is she at the moment?" She asked.

"And I mean, specifically, her health."

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

It wasn't hard for him to tell that she was aat war with herself, even if he didn't know why. In the end though, she just made her way over to him and sat down.

"Talk." She said.

"Get it out. Should help." She added with a soft smile. There was some tension, hesitance, there but it wasn't directed at him.

"Seriously, Sebastien. Talk to me. I can't help. Not like you could, were we swapped." She continued.

"But ... I'm here, at least." she paused a moment. "And I'll listen."

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Erica was silent for a moment.

"I haven't seen them." She told him honestly.

"If I do, I'll tell them." She assured him with a soft smile.

"Not your fault. Hopefully they'll understand."

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Erica didn't say anything for a moment, sighing heavily.

"I..." She started.

"I know." She added, turning to face him again.

"Encrae sucks."

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Erica was silent.

"Not me." She told him honestly.

"A copy." There was no way to know whether or not he would believe her, but it was the truth. She knew it was, and just hoped to convince everyone else who didn't know, of that too. At some point.

"... sorry." She added, her voice quiet.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Erica didn't say anything before lightly grasping his hand. She really didn't want to deal with all that right now. She was barely dealing with her own head for he moment, and as a result was most definitely not interested in someone else's mental issues for the moment.

So she just grabbed his hand, concentrated, and his could feel the clarity as it came.

Once the handprint was gone, she released his hand and got to her feet again. She didn't say anything before heading toward the door again. She didn't know if he would want to talk to the one that, as far as he was aware, had done that to him in the first place.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

She nodded, marvelling at how that was so easy. She'd honestly expected that she'd need to fight her way in, and while she was sure that she wouldn't do well with that, she was ready to do as need be.

Once she was let in, she made her way and over to where the black haired psych was sitting. He didn't look over when she entered, or as she neared.

"Where did she touch you?" she asked, not able to see the location at the moment. If need be, she'd let him try and collect her, and find out where it was then.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

She was silent a moment before looking over to the guard.

"Lemme in." she said simply, her voice trembling a bit as she was. She was still uneasy around people, but at least able to hold herself together this well.

"... Pretty sure he needs me."

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Angela just sighed, that one breath saying a lot. There was relief, some stress but mostly relief, to that one breath.

"Good. At least there's that." she stated.

"also seems we're going to need to keep a better eye on her." she added, some annoyance to her voice. That wasn't something she was ever interested in doing, but did realise that sometimes... It was needed.

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The moon was high, the halls were silent, and she was making her way through them. She wasn't worried about being caught, seemed to realise that she'd be fine.

She didn't know what she was following, exactly, but was following something. Soem sort of sense was pulling her closer, and as she made her way downstairs she realised where she was going.

The holding cells. It wasn't somewhere she wasn't familiar with. Being an interrogator, she'd been there plenty. However, it was most certainly jot somewhere that she expected to be led by some unseen force.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Angela let out a breath.

"good" was all she said for a moment.

"Just... Good. The last thing we need is for Erica to not recover." she then said.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Angela was silent for a moment.

"First and foremost, has Erica been found?" she asked, concern to her voice.

"If yes, then you can tell me what you know."

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

Erica didn't say anything, but nodded. He could tell, even if only just because he knew her so damned well, that she was appreciative of what he'd done. Most certainly more than she could actually put into words for the moment.

Plus, not that she could say as much, being around him helped her keep her head clear. His presence was helping the extra curse element that Vanessa had thrust upon her, be less apparent. It was still there, nothing would remove it without their agreement, she was sure, but at least they weren't so apparent now as they had been before.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫