interstellar90210 | (no subject)

[Oh.

Well.

Nia is like a small fluffy creature. She will accept that opening and snuggle against him. Anything to remind her she's real and safe, for the time being. Anything to remind her that there is no strange armadillo man threatening her life.]

[He glances at her for a moment and then shifts so his computer was at a comfortable level for him to continue watching his drama - this one seems to be about an older woman who was having issues over dating a younger man - and reaches over to wrap his arm around her in a hug. A little bit more wiggling and his blanket was also covering them bother.]

If you wanna watch something else just ask; this one's a repeat.

It's fine. [She sniffles a little, but it will be nice to just have something playing in the background. She hugs her knees to herself as she leans into him. Thank you banddad.]

[Okay where's the bandmom? Out with his X? Ankh just holds her like this, pretty much letting her chose if she wants to cry or talk or just fall asleep like this. He wasn't going to move though, just let her stay like this as long as she needed it.]

Marry me, Mary! is more about the independent music scene and might be easier to follow though. The lead actress has fluffy hair just like yours.

[Bandmom doesn't get along with Nia. She prefers to be here. She tugs on her hair subconsciously when he says that, though.]

Anything is fine. I just... I just do not want to be alone right now.

[He reaches over to stop that feed, goes back to his archives of shows and pulls up that one instead. It looked like he had seen it all, but a few clicks cleared it and he started the first one, which had a happy, cheerful lead with really fluffy hair helping loan sharks take her apartment furniture out the window.]

You're not.

[She's quiet then, for a few moments.]

If I do not perform well, do you think Mr. Blanche will get rid of me?

[Whatever "get rid of" entails. Which seems a lot less like firing and a lot more like murdering.]

[He has to think about it. The messages left on his phone from Luci during the time he had been kidnapped by those weird guys made him suspect that Nia had one hell of a night. He doesn't know the details yet, but he wasn't going to assume that events skipped her. That plus what she was saying at the festival made him really wonder exactly what she really thought about taking over the guitar part in Friday.

Then there was his own thoughts. The weird and strange crowded thoughts in which some things seem to shift and move and feel like they were outside of himself. He could feel the warmth of his Core and the throb of something -desire people want something and if they want is so much- under his skin. He knew something wasn't right almost as much as he felt that he was betraying the King them by knowing this.

His arm tighten.]

No. If you preform well, you should be safe, but I don't know. We need to watch out for each other, for everyone in the band.

[Nia might act confident, but she worries about every step along the way. What will happen if she messes up? What if something causes her to fall from favor? More than anything, Nia just wants to be loved. Cherished. Appreciated.

If you had stayed in that valley, you would have died peacefully.

Her voice is barely a whisper when she looks up at him.]

If I tell you something, will you promise not to tell anyone else?

[He glanced at her raising an eyebrow. He knew that other people were starting to see or feel weird things. He knew about Yan and his weird dreams and his own and maybe others. After a moment, he nodded, almost tasting the need for being cherished.

He knew it wasn't him that had that need.]

Promise. Pinkie swear even. [He holds out his pinkie to demonstrate.]

[She's hesitant, before she wraps her pinkie around his. Now he can't tell....]

... I've been remembering strange things. People I have never met before.

[He looked at their pinkies and sighed softly. Something was happening and they really need to be careful and he wasn't sure if she was going to keep things to herself.]

I never learned but I can still speak in Middle German. [He looked up at her.] Do not tell anyone in management about anything anyone tells you, got it? From weird dreams to weird skills to anything that seems weird. Do not tell.

Edited 2015-12-15 05:05 (UTC)

[She shakes her head, almost too quickly, eyes wide.] I-I don't want to tell anybody! [Blanche scares the crap out of her right now. That this might get back to him? Yeah, that's not something she thinks anyone would want.]

[He watched her, eyes narrowing and then pulls her into a hug.]

What happened? What did he do?

Did you hear about the party?

Not everything, only that some of you went nuts.

[No, he wasn't going to say anything about Lcui's texts to him about how the people in Virgo went crazy. He didn't know about how it ended and he still wasn't sure if anything can be normal between the two labels right now.]

I hurt people. A lot of people. I might have killed someone. [She doesn't know if Yosuke is alive or not, or Genos.]

He... he had someone make us do it. Me... and Tsuna, and Momo, too.

How?

[The sound of coins again... a mummified creature crawling out of a person and then taking on a new form, another one wrapping its bandages around a person swallowing them... Yummies. The idea came out of nowhere and his Core burned as something felt like it was peeled away. Yummies. What do you want? A silver coin, no, a Cell Medal. Ankh hissed at the sharp pain lancing in his head and let go of her pinkie only to stare down at the eye tattooed on the palm of his hand. It might have been his imagination, but the Core Medal seemed to gleam brighter then normal in its disguise.]

What did it feel like?

[Nia's eyebrows raise at the noise but she drops her hand without questioning it.]

It was the music. It made us think... that it was the right thing to do. It felt normal and I--[Oh no there's tears.] I gave him the poison and watched him drink it and laughed at him! Tsuna and I stuck someone in a freezer!

The music..?

[Something wasn't quite right in his head. One part wanted to scream at the idea, raise its wings and scream to the heavens and hells in all its defiance and glory let the fire come let the world burn we are nothing more than slaves to your desire, O King but the other part dismissed it as being stupid. Whoever heard of music having that kind of power?

But no. Music was a key to the soul. People say how words and song changed their lives, he had fan letters that spoke of his redemption from some drugged out gangbanger made them turn their lives around. Would it be..?

His head hurt and his tattooed arm trembled, fingers twitching before closing into a fist. Nia was crying and he just let the thoughts go and turned, wrapping his arms around her.]

It wasn't you then. Someone else rolled that dice and you were just the vehicle for those actions.

[He needed to talk to Luci and the others that saw this because it sounded worse then the dreams or that night in the basement or when he remembered the King and his Core.]

It's even worse. Naomi--when Ms. Santiago came, she killed her! She threatened us and I spoke to Mr. Blanche...

He said if we don't obey him, he won't protect us from her.

What are they playing at? What is it that they are trying to do?

[If he had been there, would he have fallen into that spell too? Would it change these things he kept on remembering?

Remembering... that was what these pieces were from. Like the Core and the strange feelings. Silver said to trust his gut and his gut said memories.]

We're missing pieces. I don't know what or how, but there are missing pieces. I think he was telling the truth about protecting you from her. All of us, probably.

She teleported! And her hand was in--!

[Yeah no that's a terrible memory Nia is falling apart again.] I'm scared. What if he wants us to kill people again?

Teleported..?

[Another memory, the swirling coins -no Cell Medals- surrounding the glowing Cores, laughter and a face like that of a shark's. Grabbing for the chest, for the Cores glittering in the center of that mass, needing, wanting, never whole you will never be whole.

He didn't need this now, instead Ankh rubbed her back, making a strange cooing sound that shouldn't be normal for any human before realizing what he was doing.]

We can't do anything against that now. He's... he's like the King of my dreams. I couldn't stop him either, but the thing with those kind of people is that they will have an opening sooner or later. We have to keep our heads down and keep quiet until they drop their guards.

I can't do anything... even when they do.

	✿❀✿ Nia ✿❀✿ @officialnia
am i going to be thrown away?

	✿❀✿ Nia ✿❀✿ @officialnia
what will happen when people get bored of me