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Date & Time: 22nd to the 24th
Location: a synagogue in the city
Characters: Kate & whoever else volunteered to help and/or anyone who wants to see what is going on.
Summary: can we fix it? I hope so.
Warnings: ???
The exteriors of the synagogue aren’t too shabby surprisingly, but the main door needs a good push before it can be shouldered open properly and it creaks loudly as it swings on its hinges. Bits of the walls outside are chipped and discoloured, slowly but constantly being eroded each day in the never ending rainfall that blankets the city.
Inside the building is still as cold as it is outside; windows missing entire panes or broken bits still clinging to the frames, still sharp and dangerous enough to cut deep into one’s flesh if they’re not careful enough. Wherever the windows are, cold wind blows in, and the floor beneath the sills are damp and around the edges have some mold growing. There’s also pieces of glass laying on the floor.
There’s dust and broken bits of wood everywhere. Wooden beams that are supposed to support the building lay half rotting around the building. Some of them are in the way if people want to go further into the building, so they’ll need to be carried out outside by a few helping hands. The air in the building is stuffy and unpleasant, even with wind passing in every now and then.
Honestly, it may feel more depressing inside the worn down building than it does outside in the rain that never ceases.
( ooc: feel free to tag in however as you like! characters can work together, do their own clean-up, take breaks, whatever you want. )
Location: a synagogue in the city
Characters: Kate & whoever else volunteered to help and/or anyone who wants to see what is going on.
Summary: can we fix it? I hope so.
Warnings: ???
The exteriors of the synagogue aren’t too shabby surprisingly, but the main door needs a good push before it can be shouldered open properly and it creaks loudly as it swings on its hinges. Bits of the walls outside are chipped and discoloured, slowly but constantly being eroded each day in the never ending rainfall that blankets the city.
Inside the building is still as cold as it is outside; windows missing entire panes or broken bits still clinging to the frames, still sharp and dangerous enough to cut deep into one’s flesh if they’re not careful enough. Wherever the windows are, cold wind blows in, and the floor beneath the sills are damp and around the edges have some mold growing. There’s also pieces of glass laying on the floor.
There’s dust and broken bits of wood everywhere. Wooden beams that are supposed to support the building lay half rotting around the building. Some of them are in the way if people want to go further into the building, so they’ll need to be carried out outside by a few helping hands. The air in the building is stuffy and unpleasant, even with wind passing in every now and then.
Honestly, it may feel more depressing inside the worn down building than it does outside in the rain that never ceases.
( ooc: feel free to tag in however as you like! characters can work together, do their own clean-up, take breaks, whatever you want. )
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... So Remy's some kind of thief but at least he didn't humiliate her all over the network. Small blessings.
She pauses when he mentions the previous incident. She's trying not to think of how cowardly and emotional she was then. (It's not her fault; she'd just lost Beth and mom.) ]
Makes you wonder what's next.
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[ He knows that she's right. They have to be prepared for these sorts of things, now. They have to anticipate. But his way of coping always involved closing his eyes and pretending good, even for a little while, even for the space of one bad joke. ]
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She doesn't know which makes her madder: being stuck in a body in which she swore she heard a voice in the back of her (his?) head or being a kid and crying for the father she no longer wanted to deal with. ]
Yeah.
It's like being stuck in the Twilight Zone. [ References Bucky will probably not get!! ]
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[ He grinned. His hair was soaked by now. ]
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It was a TV show. About paranormal and bizarre events.
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Yeah, okay. I guess that'd work.
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There were supposed to be lessons in that show.
I don't think there's really a point in being turned back into a kid or switching bodies. [ Can't change the past. She learned that the hard way. ]
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Or it wants to remind us that it can twist us up all sorts of ways. Take your pick.
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Which do you chose?
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I think, if they wanted to show us how powerful they are, they're doing a crappy job of it.
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[ A pause. ]
I think they do want us on their good side. [ Which scares him a bit, because it's not how he's used to operating. ]
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She wishes they would leave kids out of this. ]
I guess what leaves you wondering is... do they [ or "we" ] have a chance at winning this war?
[ She hates to be so negative, but nothing looks organized. Nothing's looked organized since she arrived in October. ]
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Time travel never works out how you want it to, though.
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Yeah, I know. I saw a crappy film about it. [ But she understands. You can only move forward. Well, it's easier to say it than follow through with it. Being twelve again only made her feel more stuck in the past. ]
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She shrugs. ] Most things don't work out the way you want them to.
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Her shoulders fall and she looks over again towards the random people passing by. It's going to take a lot to make a difference in this place, but she doesn't want to give up without trying.
Eyes flick back over to Bucky. She points to his wet hair. ]
You'll catch a cold.
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I don't get sick.
[ Not actually true. ]
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[ Okay there, Mister Shirtless in Siberia. ]
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[ It's not actually true, but he does get sick less often than he should. He's always been healthy, healed fast. ]
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[ After thinking about it, he adds. ]
I was stationed in London. During the war. [ When it wasn't like this, but it was. ]
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Right. None of this is completely new to you. [ Other than the time travel crap and horrifying lack of organization and communication. ]
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