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poly_chromatic2013-04-18 10:50 pm
spotlighted) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-04-18 10:50 pm
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❖ 007 ~ Nothing Gold Can Stay
((OOC: posting for both parts of the curse, having the one thing she wants and losing it, here to avoid spamming with her - feel free to comment for either part of the scenario or both!))
[If you're walking through the city today, you might notice a new building that has appeared overnight: a small house with a white picket fence, which looks as though it wouldn't be out of place in a suburb somewhere. The car parked in the driveway is a '49 Chevy Deluxe, and the lawn is neatly mown. Should curiosity take you inside, you'll find Ruby in the kitchen baking for part of the day. She's carrying on a conversation with someone through the open window - a tall, dark haired man with a quiet demeanour, leaning with his head under the hood of the Chevy, tinkering with the engine. Ruby keeps glancing both at the man and at the building around her in a sense of wonderment, as though she can't quite believe all of this is real. As the day turns to evening, they eat dinner on trays in front of the small, grainy, black-and-white television before retiring to bed. There's still a part of Ruby that's inwardly looking for a catch, but that doesn't stop her from just enjoying it.
The next morning she wakes to find the man is gone from the house, and all trace of him seems to have been erased - for instance, his clothes are all gone from the closet. Even photos of them together - which can't be real photos, there was no way they celebrated VE Day together like in this picture, and this snapshot of them at Niagara Falls is impossible, too - that were framed around the house, have changed to show her standing in the pictures alone now, still smiling and looking across at where the empty space where he'd been. Ruby runs frantically from room to room, calling out his name, before running out into the street. She's been outside for about thirty seconds when she hears an enormous crash from behind her, and she turns to see a bulldozer plowing through the house. She collapses to the floor, overtaken by wracking sobs.]
[If you're walking through the city today, you might notice a new building that has appeared overnight: a small house with a white picket fence, which looks as though it wouldn't be out of place in a suburb somewhere. The car parked in the driveway is a '49 Chevy Deluxe, and the lawn is neatly mown. Should curiosity take you inside, you'll find Ruby in the kitchen baking for part of the day. She's carrying on a conversation with someone through the open window - a tall, dark haired man with a quiet demeanour, leaning with his head under the hood of the Chevy, tinkering with the engine. Ruby keeps glancing both at the man and at the building around her in a sense of wonderment, as though she can't quite believe all of this is real. As the day turns to evening, they eat dinner on trays in front of the small, grainy, black-and-white television before retiring to bed. There's still a part of Ruby that's inwardly looking for a catch, but that doesn't stop her from just enjoying it.
The next morning she wakes to find the man is gone from the house, and all trace of him seems to have been erased - for instance, his clothes are all gone from the closet. Even photos of them together - which can't be real photos, there was no way they celebrated VE Day together like in this picture, and this snapshot of them at Niagara Falls is impossible, too - that were framed around the house, have changed to show her standing in the pictures alone now, still smiling and looking across at where the empty space where he'd been. Ruby runs frantically from room to room, calling out his name, before running out into the street. She's been outside for about thirty seconds when she hears an enormous crash from behind her, and she turns to see a bulldozer plowing through the house. She collapses to the floor, overtaken by wracking sobs.]
Voice
[Whatever's happening to her right now, it can't be good. That kind of sobbing never is. With anyone else, he'd be hesitant to say anything at all, but he can't bring himself to ignore her.]
Voice
Meyer?
Re: Voice
[Like hell he's letting anyone hurt his employee -- and friend, but he rarely thinks in those terms -- and she sounds hurt right now. Hurt, or sad, or both.]
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Ruby? Let's go somewhere else, okay? Let's go back to my apartment.
[He thinks her own apartment might remind her too much of... whatever's happened here. He doesn't dare ask for detail, not until she's somewhere away from the pile of rubble.]
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I'm sorry. I didn't want you to have to see me like this.
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See you like this? Look, you've seen me as a woman. I'm pretty sure I can handle this.
[Maybe. He's not sure.]
You want to... Talk about it? You want a drink?
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Hey. Hello?
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Hey, Theo!
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Ruby! Hello! You look good.
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Thanks! The closet was full of these kinds of dresses. This place seems to have just about everything, really. Besides, he seems to prefer me dressed like this.
[She nods to the man fixing the car, looking at him as though she can't quite believe he's real.]
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Who's he?
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Ruby! What's going on?
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It's gone, it's all gone-- he's gone.
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Who's gone?
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There was someone I used to know here, but when I woke up, he was gone. And I knew it was some curse, I knew it, he's been dead seven years, but-- but--
[She breathes in deep to keep herself from crying again.]
It's not fair. I didn't get to say goodbye again.
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