recolle | Something's ... Not Right (Open)

Something's ... Not Right (Open)

WHO: Chloe and You!
WHERE: In and around Recolle
WHEN: 4/6-4/12
WHAT: Awkwardness as Chloe notices some things are not right with her body
WARNINGS: Nup

Option 1) It was a Thursday, like any other Thursday since she'd gotten this silly app on her phone. She was trying to keep her life normal and together, and doing a good job of it. In fact, following through with Yu and Naoto's request had helped a little, taking some of the worry away from her life. Having just finished her shift, she was walking back towards the bus station to get a ride home when it happened. There at the cross-walk, maybe she was a bit tired, but she started to cross before it was her light. There was a honk of distress from a car and Chloe acted.

Really, she wasn't in any danger. The driver was over-reacting and swerving successfully to miss her. But, the honk caused an immediate reaction. Her body launched back without her thinking, leaping up and into the air, sommersaulting back and landing lightly on her feet. The motion was far too limber for what she should have been able to do. It wasn't like she was in poor shape, but leaping like that in the air felt beyond her. As she landed, her eyes widened and she took two or three shaky steps back before falling unceremoniously on her butt.

"What... just happened?" she said, looking around in shock.

Option 2) When she wasn't helping out with the play, Chloe had a couple of days off on the weekend. She tried to visit the local gym to get a bit of the stress out. There was a horse set up there for those who wished to practice gymnastics, and she found herself staring at it with a nervous look in her eyes. Biting her lips, she walked over and patted it, reaching up to scratch at the back of her head.

"Should I?" she asked, wondering for a moment before going to put chalk on her hands. There was only one way to find out if the strange itching sensation in her arms and legs was real. She was feeling restless, restless like her body wasn't moving the way that it should, that it needed to move.

Option 3) There was bad news on Friday, news she did not want to hear. It had her in Starbucks, fumbling for a drink of mint tea. She wanted to calm her jangled nerves. There had to be a logical explanation for any of this. She was tempted to ask on the network, but at this point she wasn't even carrying her phone with her. She'd warned her boss that if he needed her to call the land-line, that she was trying to test out what happened if she didn't use the network. She wasn't going to break that promise.

She had to know if this was affected by the app, or if it was simply happening. But, as it stood, she was getting nervous and worried... and the tea was only helping a little.

Wildcard (Anything that you want can be managed. Chloe is off network for this week, helping out at the play and frequenting work. She has just experienced the return of her natural athleticism and agility, along with the realization that her hair color actually changed last month and wasn't dyed while drunk like she thought. It's causing her to start to freak out again. Either way, if your character wants to meet up with her, we can handwave that they left a message on her answering machine at home.)

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It's the blaring of the car honk that jolts Ryoji out of his reverie, head snapping up just in time to see Chloe fly through the air. His hand immediately slips into his pocket to grab— his phone isn't there; he'd made the same promise to Yu and Naoto to stay offline, and not carrying anything around is his only way of resisting the temptation. Needing his phone for emergencies wasn't something he predicted, so all he can do is hope another bystander could call for an ambulance if needed, while he himself weaves through the stalled cars and across the street to Chloe.

'What happened' is something he should be asking, staring down at her with wide eyes and silent mouth, shocked still for the longest moment before, as if coming to his senses, offering a hand to help her up.

He hadn't seen any accident, but he has to assume there was one, because he thought he saw a body hurtling through the air like it's some cartoon. How is she okay? What??

Edited (typos...) 2017-04-07 05:35 (UTC)

It was any other visit to Starbucks after work as he takes a cream latte from the counter before he walks to a nearby table. But it isn't until he notices a young woman somehow fumbles her mint tea, realizing that something happened to her for some reason. And yet, her face is somehow familiar. Is she's one of the Retrospec users?

Regardless, he then slowly approaches her and asks, "Miss, are you feeling okay?"

He doesn't know if she knows him or not, but he really wants to know if there's something that troubles her.

[On time, and hoping for good news, Chloe made her way to the doctor's office at the hospital, as they'd agreed upon. She was in a waiting room, quietly thumbing through one of the magazines and trying not to think too much about some of the things she'd just recently experienced in her life.

Admittedly, the home and garden magazines were nice to look at. They always had pretty flowers, but she was having trouble concentrating on that. More than anything, she wanted to start getting answers to what was going on for her. This made going through the changes of her teenage years pale in comparison, and it was getting gradually more and more alarming for her. Hopefully the doctor could at least shed some light on things.]

[Eleanor was clearly in a hurry as she came bustling into the shop, dressed in a pair of jeans and a light brown jacket, her big bulky purse swinging at her shoulder. She stopped, scanning the little shop quickly as the door closed behind her, and when she spotted Chloe, practically bolted across the store to her.]

There you are! Why aren't you answering your messages? I need to talk to you.

[Someone has been frazzled all week and clearly missed any announcement as to going off the grid.]

Chloe was holding a manila envelope in her hand and frowning when she stopped by the church. She had spoken with the Father here once, and he'd been surprisingly helpful, surprisingly enough that she was willing to hazard this again. Because what Retrospec had offered to her wasn't helpful in the slightest and her irritation with them was even worse than it had been over this.

But, as she wasn't using her phone, it also didn't hurt that she knew where she could find him. The church was useful in that sense, since priests could usually be found there. So, she asked at the entry after him and began walking through the building, looking for the Father, cloak draping over her shoulders as she kept the envelope in plain view.

Chloe was a little frightened of the changes in her body recently, but her arms and legs itched to be in motion. The experience at the gym had been... informative, but one day she was done with her shift and in one of the city parks near a playground with a vast number of jungle gyms and the like, and the urge started to get to her. It was late enough that there weren't any children playing right then, and she saw the bars and wondered to herself...

It would have been an easy sight for anyone passing by, a girl with a long, green cloak charging at one of the overhanging bars and lunging upwards. Her hands missed the mark and she fell on her rear again, but the second time she got up and leaped, she was grabbing the bar and whipping up and over, planting her feet firmly onto the bar like a little spider monkey, looking around to see if anyone had seen that in brief embarrassment.

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