(closed) you say that I'm kinda difficult, but it's always someone else's fault

[crossbearing]

Date & Time: December 31st
Location: Outside the arrival area, and other adventures
Characters: Chloe Frazer and Helena (closed)
Summary: Helena turns up after a fight with Lady Shiva and Chloe gets to find her.
Warnings: Mentions of violence and some nasty injuries, mentions of death and self destructive tendencies. Anything else will be added!


( She'd been about a half second from blacking out.

She's not entirely sure if she has already, if this is fragments of unconsciousness and damage done by Lady Shiva, the memories threading together in her head and the sudden onset of cold. It bites into her skin and the mix of pain and blood and snow reminds her of No Man's Land, of the Joker. The memories have no place and there's all these new ones contending with them, Allison and Jaime first, then Barbara, Chloe. Others come in, but she's gripping her motorcycle handles hard as she tries to hold it up and herself with it, teeth gritted as she pushes through the snow.

They're her kids. Not like her students back home, different, and she can remember the moon. This isn't the moon, certainly, but her wrist is bloody and broken as she tries to throw her weight behind the bike and make it just-- move, as snowflakes settle in her hair and over her gloves, and the bare skin of her legs and abdomen protest the cold, sticky with blood and scars standing out against the pallor of her skin, even as she tries to pull her cape tighter around her. There are many, between the fresh wounds, but the worst are four bullet wounds on her stomach. )

Comments

[totallytrustworthy]

Always. [Not the truth; not a lie. What it is just is and while Chloe wouldn't change it for the bloody world, it didn't turn out as what she'd been hoping to find.

Then again, what does?

For the moment there's no time to bother or care; she's on the bike behind Helena, one arm keeping her steady, the other on the handle as she moves to make sure the controls aren't completely foreign. Priorities. Priorities like keeping her girl alive without help from a machine rigged up to bring back the dead. ] Anything worth noting before I get us out of here?

[crossbearing]

Uhuh.

( She's be sharper and more questioning and chase this up if the cold weren't chewing through her. It can wait, maybe. And if she knew that, that she was one of Chloe's people - her girl - then it'd make the prospect of spilling just why she was fighting so much more painful. She's not important to people the way Dinah is. That was why she had to give up her life before Dinah could risk hers, was why she'd thrown the challenge down at Shiva's feet. )

I'm not sure what's broken and what isn't.

(That's fair warning, right? ) And I'll kick your ass if you dent my bike.

[totallytrustworthy]

Please. If the best driver in the bloody business dents your bike then you can bet your ass it's because I'm already dead, darling. [Chloe kicks off, keeps Helena tight against her chest as she runs them through the snow, careful to mind the thickness of things so they don't topple or drop off. The makeshift clinic's not close, but knocking the pair of them over wont get them there any faster.]

When did she get here, this 'lady' of yours?

[crossbearing]

( Helena would like to laugh, but it comes out a wet rasp backed with cough. )

Still full of yourself.

( For all the talk, though, Chloe's more straight up than a lot of the capes back home.
Maybe Helena's just used to growing up with criminals. Who knows?

Despite herself, Helena's eyebrows raise. ) If she did, I'm dead. ( A beat, before she clarifies, realising the confusion. ) I went back home for a while. Real nice place.

[totallytrustworthy]

With good reason. If I wasn't, I wouldn't be me. [The night air's too cold to weather at high speeds; she's shivering through the thin fabric of her shirt (and she suspects, even with her coat draped about Helena's shoulders that her friend is doing the same) though Helena sitting just in front means her core-- the center of her chest-- isn't exposed to anything that'll lead to hypothermia just yet. If she keeps at it, easy on the thicker snow banks, they should be fine.]

What on earth happened back there?