poly_chromatic | The 87th Song; Video

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The 87th Song; Video

[Rapunzel's room is dark, lit only by a few candles. The windows are closed, with what appears to be bars covering them. The door, locked. No way out.

Rapunzel is sitting on the middle of her bed, hair wrapped around her like a protective blanket, hands over her ears.]

No, go away, you're not really here...you're at home, you're not here....!

[Mother Gothel's laugh echoes through the room.]

Do you know what I see in this mirror? I see a beautiful, capable young lady...oh, look, you're here too, darling!

Stop it! You're not here, go away!!

Rapunzel, is that any way to talk to your mother?

YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER!!

[Gothel laughs again, and Rapunzel curls in on herself, trying to block out the sound of her mother's laugh, trying to block out the lies and insults her mother tosses at her.]

This is why you can't leave, darling, the world is far too dangerous! Look at you, you're acting so silly right now. If you just stay in the tower, you'll be safe...

[Okay, she's had enough of this crap. Rapunzel makes a bolt towards the door, trying desperately to open it up, but it won't budge.]

Let me out, let me OUT!!

Oh, my flower...you can't leave. It's not safe out there...just stay here, you'll be happy with Mother...

[Rapunzel continues to futilely pull at the door before giving up, breaking down into tears.]

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[ At night all Scott can do is read, distract himself, or spend time with Stiles. Maybe watching something. Right now, Stiles is busy doing something else. Scott can hear something in the other room but he honestly tries not to eavesdrop on his best friend. Herego the reading.

It's been a quiet night, network-wise but then he hears something faintly on the desk. Setting his book down, he gets to his feet and picks up his device.

He furrows his brow, looking concerned. He know he doesn't know this girl but something Penny said sticks out in his mind. They all look out for each other. ]

Hey, hey. What - [ She's obviously not okay so he can't ask that. He knows the answer. Could this be a curse? ] hello? Can you hear me? Where are you? [ Who are you? Who is that? This doesn't seem like a normal mother-daughter fight. Not really. And the mother thing definitely pings him. ]

She won't let me leave, she locked the door and I can't leave...!

Rapuuunzel! Who are you talking to, dear?

No-no one...!

[Rapunzel blinks back her tears, turning back to the video.]

I'm sorry...if she hears me...

[Well, phantom Gothel will take her device away, and she needs it now more than ever.]

[ Knitted brow and all, so much concern! He lowers his voice. ]

It's okay. She won't hear us. Where is she keeping you?

[He's so nice for a guy she's never met before. Once this insanity is over, she's buying you tea, or coffee, or whatever. No fighting it, Scott.]

She's got me locked in my room...[Here, have her address, too.]

...she's also boarded up the windows...

[ Yeah, this is Scott McCall. Though, it's his first time dealing with a creepy, overbearing (evil?) mother? Also, you don't have to repay him in any way.

He'll note the address. ]

Stay put. When I get there, I'm going to tell you to move away from the door, okay?

[ He doesn't know if she's just locked in her room or in her house but he'll assess when he gets there. He doesn't leave Stiles a note. He's in a hurry and this doesn't seem like an Alpha-like threat? But, it could be a hallucination. Wolfsbane, something like it. You're not my mother! It sticks out in his mind. He places his device in his bag.

He doesn't take the car.

No, he wolfs out and runs on all fours ~~yes, all fours~~ through the forest. Derek living so far from the City has got to be discussed in detail. For times like these.

Making his way out of the forest, he heads to the address.

In front of her door, he puts his palm against it, listening inside. Crouching down, he pulls out his device. ]

Hey, hey, are you still there? I'm at the front door. Are you locked in the apartment or just your room?

[She's totally going to want to, though, because you're a cool dude. She just nods into the video, biting her lip a little, looking around nervously.]

I'm still here...I think it's just the door to my room that's locked.

[At least, she hopes. Her mother is asking her to sing for her, in the background, and she looks nervous again.]

Okay.

[ He frowns, wondering why Rapunzel would need to sing. Sticking the device back in the bag, he slings it over his shoulder and stands. A hand coming to the doorknob, he turns it. And it opens.

Normal apartment. He listens for Rapunzel, for her mother. Eyes yellowing, he looks for warm bodies in adjacent rooms. He sees the outline of someone sitting on the ground. And another in the background.

Heading to that door, he tries turning it. ]

Back away from the door, okay?

[ Gripping the handle, he positions his shoulder and slams into it. Once. Twice. With a growl he can't hold back, he uses all his strength to break the lock - and yeah, the door.

Sorry, Rapunzel! ]

[Rapunzel backs away from the door, scooting up to the edge of her bed, when BOOM THERE GOES THE DOOR. She squeaks as light floods the room, as her mother--or the phantom copy of her mother that's been tormenting her--screeches.]

Hello?

[ Luckily, Scott hasn't fully wolfed out. He was just worried. He can chalk up a growl to being worried. Not that she'll bring it up. Please don't bring it up.

He looks around, spots Rapunzel and -- this other woman. The boards. ]

My name's Scott. It's okay.

[ And he'll face the "mother" ] She said go away.

[Rapunzel has magical healing hair that glows. She's really not one to talk.]

I'm Rapunzel.

[Gothel just looks incensed at this whole situation.]

Rapunzel, if you even think about leaving this tower again--

This isn't my tower, you're not my mother, and I'm leaving! You're not really here, so GO AWAY!

[Trying to look braver than she feels, Rapunzel stands up, glares at her mother, and heads for the door. She doesn't need to stay locked in here any longer.]

[ Magical healing hair that what?

Anyway, as Rapunzel goes for the door, Scott steps aside and faces Gothel, his glare a clear warning. Don't try and stop her. ]

Go.

[It glows. It's a long, weird story, involving magic flowers.

Rapunzel nods.]

I...think this is a curse, so if we're lucky, she can't follow us out of the room, and she'll be gone by tomorrow.

[ His adolescence is a long, weird story. ]

Anonymous said they'd be back. [ Curses. ] Is that your mom?

[Adolescence is weird without throwing in magic and wolf puberty and stuff.]

I hope she doesn't come back...and yeah. That's her.

[She sighs.]

[ And stressful! As soon as they're out, he slams the door. Sorry, Rapunzel. But, she doesn't seem to be coming out? ]

Are you okay? [ He faces her, leaning his head in making sure she is. She seems okay! ]

[Gothel is yelling and banging at the door, and its clear that she WANTS out...but the curse is confined to Rapunzel's room, so that's not happening. Rapunzel still flinches at the banging, though.]

I'm all right...she didn't hurt me, and she can't get out...

Good.

[ A glance back at the door. ]

Are you going to be all right? Do you need a place to stay for the night? [ Or, will you be staying in your living room. Because that's fine, too! He can't.. actually invite her? So. That'll be interesting. ]

I think I'll be all right...I'll just sleep on the couch until she's gone, it'll be fine.

[She smiles at him.]

Thanks for your help...I really appreciate it.

It's not a big deal. [ He puts a hand up. She sounded and looked like she was in trouble. ] If you ever need something, if it happens again, just call me. Scott McCall. And it's Rapunzel, right? [ Jesus, of course fictional TV show and FAIRY TALE characters would be in the city. ]

[She smiles and nods.]

Yep, Rapunzel. It's nice to meet you, Scott, and thank you again for the help...[Her smile grows a little.]
Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you around before.

Yeah. I've been here a few days.

Well then, welcome to the City!

[ He smiles. Look at this smile. You can't hate this smile. ]

Thanks. I'm friends with Stiles?

[That is an award winning smile.]

Oh, I think I know him! Or, I know of him, I don't think I've met him...

[Guess who's feeling better? This kid. But now, she looks concerned and a bit alarmed.]

Your mom sounds mean.

[Rapunzel looks around, before looking nervously at the device.]

She's...controlling.

[That's an understatement.]

She sounds mean. [She's sticking with this.] Why is she keeping you inside?

[ WHY THANK YOU. ]

You will. [ It's just like Stiles. ] You think you'll be all right?

I...have something she wants, and she doesn't want me leaving and taking it from her.

[It's not like she can give her her hair...]

...[small voice is small so listen carefully.] She reminds me of Mama.

[She's almost afraid to ask.]

...Who's Mama?

[Did she have mother problems too?]

[She's gotta meet Stiles at some point ~~just like I gotta watch teen wolf sob~~]

I think so...if I just stay out of my room until this passes, I should be all right...thank you again for your help. I really owe you, Scott.

A ghost that took care of me and my sister. She wasn't nice.

[~~NETFLIX~~]

No, it was nothing. [ They're even. ] If you need anything. [ A smile... and then he takes his leave. ]

[~~I NEED TO GET NETFLIX TOO SOB~~]

[She smiles and nods.] Same goes for you. Thank you again, and good luck settling in!

[Rapunzel smiles and watches him go. He seems likes a good guy.]

[Ohhh...that does not sound good. Rapunzel feels very bad now. At least Gothel isn't a horrific ghost...]

Oh...I'm sorry to hear that...she didn't follow you into the City, did she?

No. She fell off a cliff and went away before I came here.

Edited 2013-08-04 00:21 (UTC)

[But if she was a ghost, would that kill her...? She's not gonna mention it. Don't need to upset Victoria.]

Oh...well, that's good...

Still, I'm sorry you had to go through with that.

[Gotta watch the voice volume. Don't want Gothel to know she's talkin' to people.]

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