recolle | [Open] I'm sure there's a logical explanation for this

WHO: Lucy and you!
WHERE: Birch Hills apartment, Freshens, Chata in general, choose your own adventure
WHEN: 6/7
WHAT: Mostly unconscious telekinesis, nbd.
WARNINGS: Lucy (language, cranky behavior)

[It kept happening.

The first day Lucy woke up with a headache she didn't pay it much mind. That's what aspirin was for; take one, go to work, forget about it. It helped soothe the ache in her ankle, too.

A few more days, and she needed two.

And things started being misplaced. Small things like pens or the remote, things she was absolutely sure she picked up, but couldn't recall exactly when. It was rather irritating.

But it wasn't going to stop Lucy from getting to work, or getting some more aspirin. And not talk to anyone about it.]

A. Freshens

[She was serious about that aspirin. But Lucy also stopped to grab a box of cereal on the way to the pharmacy, because she's an adult (by a few months) who wanted some goddamn Cheerios.

While reaching for a box slightly out of reach, a sound from down the aisle distracted her. The box she was reaching for lifted away from the shelf on its own, hovering in the air, held up by nothing—except the faintest glimpse of something translucent on the edge of the box.

Distraction gone, the box dropped into Lucy's actual hand and she put it away in her basket without looking at it.

Nothing to see here.]

B. Chata streets

[Lucy tended to pointedly not get out of the way of people walking at her (particularly if she didn't like them), but usually she didn't actually touch them except on really crowded streets. Get uncomfortably close like she was daring them to move first in an unasked for game of chicken, sure.

Actually blundering into them was not part of the plan—she was aware enough of where she was in space that shouldn't have been an issue. Except right now.

Hopefully they weren't holding anything when Lucy (actually unintentionally) shoulder checked them.]

C. Birch Hills

[Finally, she was home. Picking up aspirin after work should not have been this much of an adventure. The cat immediately trotted up to the door as soon as he heard keys rattling at it, and Lucy had an added feline obstacle to deal with while taking her shoes off. This one, though, she didn't mind.

The grandfather clock abruptly rang as Lucy passed by—just once, but thunderously loud. It made her jump, and startled Fang further into the apartment.]

Ugh.

[Lucy was back, in case there was any doubt.]

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[Chloe hurried across and waited for her, looking both ways to make sure nothing was screeching out to meet them. Once they were across, she leaned against a light pose and winked at Lucy.]

I sometimes wonder how serious you are. Well, I'll just have to make sure you like me first before the zombies come for our brains, yes?

I suppose you will.

[People shove that friendship thing at her a lot. It's weird.

The pharmacy wasn't very far now, just a building or so away.]

Fortunate they aren't here right now, then.

[Well, at least this time she was saying she had to earn her friendship. Not that she was about to stop saying they were. It was starting to get to be fun to throw that word at Lucy a bit.]

Ah, look what we have here. Not too far now. We'll get you that aspirin soon enough. Say... what do you do for fun, Lucy?

[Lucy's next step hitched a little, and she blinked over at Chloe.]

For fun?

[She knew that word! She did...not have any prepared answers for it. Or even considered ones.]

...I don't know. Stuff. I guess.

[Standard teenager answer.]

Stuff... and things? You must do things as well. It is not complete without both of them.

[She turned and grinned at her with a playful twinkle in her eyes. Really, how were they almost exactly the same age at times, she wondered. Lucy couldn't possibly be much younger than her. She shook her head, hands behind her back.]

You must give me more to go on. One of these days, I wish to take you somewhere fun.

[At that Lucy glanced away again. If she wasn't walking, she would have shuffled her feet.]

...you don't have to.

[Chloe blinked and her head tilted. She looked honestly confused for a second, before she thought about who it was that she was talking to. Lucy always did seem to have issues trusting the motives of others, after all, so why not this.]

Of course I don't have to, Lucy. I want to. There is a difference. Friends do things that are fun together, yes? And, you are rough around the edges... but you have done nothing that makes me think you are not someone I want as a friend.

Perhaps a movie? Something silly?

...I don't know. I don't really know what's out there.

[Lucy was so distracted by not wanting to make eye contact with Chloe that she also forgot where her feet were going. And bumped right into the pharmacy's sliding door. She jumped back and sputtered a bit, but seemed unhurt.

Except for her dignity.]

I will pick something out for us. A nice, silly comedy.

[Yep, she was making decisions for the two of them. Since Lucy sounded indecisive, why not? It would get her out of the house. She raised her finger and tapped her lips before nodding in absolute certainty.]

Do you like Adam Sandler, or something more intelligent?

[Dignity? What was Dignity? Oh, and she was opening that sliding door for her.]

[Lucy scrubbed at her nose, muttering as she slipped through the now (properly open) door.]

I don't know who that is.

[Was this a good idea??]

[Probably not... but she did at least think better of Adam Sandler. To call him "An acquired taste" was probably an understatement.] A comedian with an obsession with his derierre. [She smirked.]

I think there is a lighter comedy playing this month. I will buy us tickets and we can go sometime soo. A friend's night out, yes?

[Lucy was kind of getting dragged around without really much say so, wasn't she?]

Classy.

[Lucy snorted, arms at her sides again like nothing at all happened.]

Work's being stupid with shifts. I'll...see?

[That was the requisite response, right.]

[She smiled at her and sighed, shaking her head.] Alright, alright, but you're not going to escape my clutches that easily. I will get you out and about. It'll be fun. [And with that, she started to lead the way towards the medicine.]

(OOC: heh, feel like actually doing an awful friend night out?)

((OOC: I'd rather handwave it, if it's all the same to you! I'll be kind of busy soon.))

[Another huff.]

Only if you stop saying it like that. It sounds like you're putting me under house arrest, or something.

[That was a...sort of yes!]

(OOC: Handwaving it is! It was almost certainly awkward as hell.)

Oh very well. Either way, I'm looking forward to going out with you, Lucy. It'll be fun.

[She was going to take that victory and totally run with it. Inside, she was already cheering a little. This was a long-fought battle, after all.]

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