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1x1 Kim and Shade RP (+Hush)
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Jun 26, 2019 03:17PM
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Spade went silent again. Even without being in person he was good at reading people, experience. “What aren’t you telling me?“ He wondered what it was exactly he was expecting to hear he probably should’ve Left that question alone yet he couldn’t bring himself to there or something very disturbing about the pause he heard. The reluctance in the voice. “I’ll keep the strictest confidence us.” He tried to reassure her thinking that maybe that was the case.
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((Can you respond to this so I have a reminder to reply? Sorry I intended to reply but I may be dealing with heat exhaustion and right now I can’t write))
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And argh no not the dreaded heat stroke again!))
((Thanks! Yeah... *Sighs* haven’t fully gotten over it just trying to learn how to recover and then keep it at bay))Spade tensed at the tone he was receiving. “Look I’m not trying to make you go against what you believe is right, and it still is pretty soon but… I may not know what trauma she may have endured, but it’s possible she needs to see a professional, therapist or psychiatrist. Someone to help her process what happened before she internalizes it and it gets it deep in their rental take years to dig up and properly heal.“ He sounded as if he might’ve had some experience With it, but he wasn’t an expert he didn’t know what was best he just knew he had had the other end of the spectrum or he never went and saw anybody and paid for it. Dearly.
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Spade became racked with guilt, this poor kid had already been through so much and he shouldn’t be having to take care of this girl who now have been through horrible trauma. “How about this, do everything you can for her just try and encourage her and when she makes a request if you can do it. If you need money or help reach out to me and I’ll do whatever I can, if she seems in any moment like She is a danger to herself or others or goes into a catatonic state call me immediately and no matter how absurd it might make her she’ll need immediate help.”
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Shade winced, worry and panic and anguish warring within him. Encourage her, carry out her requests, do anything he could for her. Yes he could do that at least right? “O-okay. Thank you.” Shade managed to say with a whole lot of gratitude when Spade said he could call him if he needed any help. Shade pursed his lips. “This May be a dumb question... But what exactly might a catatonic state look like?” The question carried more dread then actual lack of knowledge.
((Haha ‘upset’ weird substitution xD))Spade exhaled a slow breath doing his best to calm his racing heart. “Well, I guess the best description is when someone is completely unresponsive. They don’t react to outside stimulation. They’re there but completely unaware of what is going on around them. It’s dangerous when someone goes into a state like that. It could be a sign that she is in danger of a psychotic break. Though it is different from someone being I believe the term is ‘zoned out‘? Basically they’re thinking so intently about something that sometimes you have to snap your fingers in front of them to get their attention, but catatonic is literally as if they’re in another world completely and unable to leave it.”
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Spade thanked him and hung up the phone. He sighed softly. Massaging his temples. How he helpless he was in this situation, but he would keep pushing to get all of this trial and stuff wrapped up. He couldn’t believe that he had let Kim het abducted. Even as experienced as he was, he blew it big time! “Back to work...”—
Kim at some point just laid down. She felt ill, she didn’t want to eat, and she needed to use the bathroom, but... she didn’t want to get up. She wrapped herself in the blankets again, hiding all but some of her face. She had even started crying again, but this time she didn’t even know why. It was a flat out war, her thoughts, What Hush had signed to her, the men who had hurt her in the past, Shade’s words. It was all too much for her brain to process and hold. She felt immensely overwhelmed and it instead made her feel hopeless and depressed. “Y-yeah.” The one word quavered, was thick with emotion, strained to even be audible. She really had to use the bathroom too!
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Kim nodded, but realized she should speak. “Yes.” She invited him in, but as he spoke and entered she did tremble slightly, not really because of him though. It was as if she was cold, despite being covered by blankets. However anxiety could cause involuntary shaking like this. And she was highly anxious at the moment.
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“Y-yes... I, I just...” Kim was humiliated. “Have to go tot he bathroom.” Warmth flooded to her face and she hid more in the blankets. She felt safer hidden, covered. She ... She didn’t want to pull her clothing off. The thought intensified the anxiety she felt. Her eyes watered and she breathed heavily.
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Shade pursed his lips, clasping the door tightly as if for reassurance. “Oh, do you want me to leave? Uh, get out of your way?” He asked awkwardly. Though he was confused when Kim seemed to hide under the blankets more. He sagged. He so badly wanted to help but he didn’t know how...
“N-no...” She shivered as it was starting to hurt from holding it. Drinking all that milk and water hadn’t helped though. “I-I Can’t... it’s... I don’t...” The logical part of her brain had started working again of course thanks to the way the two of them have been talking to her but just because it was working didn’t mean she could completely listen to it because every ounce in the fiber of her being was telling her she needed to stay hiding where she was. “It’s toofar…“ She finally managed to squeak out, though it was hardly much of a distance at all maybe he would understand what she meant. Too far from this one little place that she was feeling safe right now. Like being exposed and in danger again.((Hey it’s okay. No worries))
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“B-but...” it wasn’t that Kim didn’t believe him that the place was safe but her eyes darted frantically. “to go, I have to… I have to…“ she looked at him and wanted to be reassured to not be scared but then there was the urgency that she had as well not helping her think clearly. “Clothing... I...” She looked at the door, biting her lower lip.
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Kim began to rock, which probably looked awkward because of the way she was laying in the covers, but it was a comforting motion as well as fighting that feeling she really had to go. It was sad she had never would’ve considered it before, but the thought of just going on her self was preferable to leaving the blankets. She focused on his words though, sadly she didn’t fully understand what he meant. It wasn’t as if they were complicated it was just as if her brain was having problems processing it. “I...” she didn’t know what to say or do she looked at the door, and bit her lower lip. She didn’t go soon she would have an accident. “Are you…“ She gulped, swallowing a lump in her throat. “No one else can get in?“ Hopefully that also conveyed that she did indeed trust these two boys that were with her after interacting With them at least the fact that they were so reluctant on human contact with a girl in some ways it would reassure her that they would never do anything to her on the logical side even though in her heart of hearts she knew that they would never do that because of who they were, the type of people and how kind they have been to her it was a very real fear and it went against her logic a great deal.
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Kim nodded. “Can you help me up?” Her voice quivered it wasub Kim nodded. “Can you help me up?“ Her voice quivered it was just like Her own creator had experience that after holding it for too long it even makes it painful to move let alone stand and waking up with the urgency to go but it being painful and difficult to even get up out of bed because of that. The testimony that you had been holding it for too long. She slowly and carefully extended her hand still shaking slightly but not necessarily from fear of him just the matter at hand. For lack of a better description.
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Kim was shaky, her legs trembled and she grunted and groaned. How sad that simply using the restroom was now difficult to do. Perhaps it was showing something good though that she was willing to trust him to help her, because he would have to end up walking her all the way to the bathroom obviously not inside but she could grab the counter around the sink to help her once inside.
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Kim mumbled a hasty thank you as she was helped, strangely, his hands on her shoulders didn’t really bother her. Once inside she trembled, but using the sink/counter was able to reach the toilet. Though the next part was even more tough, she began to shake and forced herself to lower her bottoms. Her creator won’t go into detail, but needless to say the act of exposure even in this private setting relapsed flash backs. So as result she took a significantly long amount of time before she was able to go, calm and redress. In her haste to leave she had almost forgotten to wash her hands even. Though she did remember and now hurting significantly less, and a bit more clear headed she started to open the door slowly. Seeming nervous, she had been in there quite a while.
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Kim held the hem of her gown, looking like an anxious little girl who didn’t know what to do with herself. She looked to Shade. “Y-yeah...” She bit her lower lip and looked to Hush. “Sorry, b-bathrooms free.” She stepped to the side lowering her head, not sure if she should leave for the bedroom or stay.
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((Its a small Apartment, you step from the bathroom, you can see the living room, and the kitchen, there really isn’t much of a ‘hall’ just a small 1/2 wall separating the living room, and then a wall making the tiny hall thats only like three feet long to turn into the kitchen. It’s basically one large room where nothing is hidden, and then three doors, the closet near the front door, the bathroom and the bedroom which are on the same wall of the large square))
((Kinda like this. Except a wall where the bedroom is, and a little more space to the left of the entryway https://binged.it/2NEmM2p ))
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((she wasn’t addressing hush, she was just looking around anxiously and announcing to the two of them but the bathroom is free because she’s feeling guilty that she hogged it for so long))
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Shade smiled more as she said she was alright. As she announced the bathroom was free he tilted his head. “Uh, thanks. It’s fine no one was waiting.” He said, continuing to smile for maybe he was ever so slightly amused, and trying to make light of the situation. “Would you like anything to eat?” He asked her, realising she still hadn’t eaten yet.
Kim’s stomach groaned at the mention of food. “Uh... I, guess...” she really didn’t want to eat, but that ache of hunger pressed her. “D-do we have any eggs?” She wasn’t even sure what they had anymore and eggs was a good go to, easy to swallow, and keep down on an upset stomach.
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Since Adam or whatever the name of her boss was, got them groceries they did indeed have eggs, and it was an 18 count carton. Kim had just been hopeful maybe leftover omelet from the cafe might be in there since the man had brought the leftovers as well.
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“S-scrambled please.. with a splash of milk?” She asked as if it were some great thing to ask for and he might think it too much work or something. She looked at the sofa, and hesitated to sit down. Yet glancing at the bedroom door also made her pause. She bit her lower lip and instead stood there awkwardly, uncertain what to do.
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Shade put on a wide, kind smile, trying to reassure her when she appeared to be stammering. "Absolutely, coming right up." He took out the eggs and the various utensils he would need to cook up the eggs, then glanced at Kim as she stood there uncertainly and he smiled at her again. "Go get yourself comfortable Kim while I make them, Hush might want some company." He said, gesturing with a nod to where Hush sat on the couch.
((Yeah, being timid or insecure is one thing but this is full-blown trauma and I don’t usually roll play that very much. It’s kind of weird I hope I’m not being too over-the-top, I just feel like she’s going to have kind of fish out of water syndrome because her whole world pretty much just changed, at least in her mind/perspective))Kim lifted her chin looking towards the kitchen and then looked back at the couch. “A-all right…” Her voice was small, It was funny in her own apartment she was needing to be told what to do because she wasn’t even comfortable in her own skin right now. She kept hugging her self as she walked over to the sofa and took a seat carefully on the edge of the cushion. As if afraid she would bother someone by the addition of her weight on the couch.
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Shade set to work making the scrambled eggs for Kim, taking pains t make sure they were perfect for her. He cracked the eggs, added the bit of milk and started to scramble them.
As Kim sat down on the couch Hush moved to sit up more, regarding her as she sat. His face fell at how sad she seemed. Cautiously he moved closer to her but not too close to make sure she still had some space and then he signed. 'Are you okay?'
Kim looked up as she saw movement, at least she wasn’t afraid or startled by his actions. Watching his hand, she slowly thought, as of trying to ascertain the answer. “I don’t know.” She spoke aloud, not sure she could sign ver well right now. “I feel funny...” She spoke soft, not to hide from Shade, but ashamed perhaps?
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Kim’s eyes watered, but it was in a good way. She nodded and smiled at Hush. And mouthed with a barely audible whisper. “Thank you...” She pulled her knees up to her chest settling back on the couch, wrapping her arms around her knees. Hugging them close to her.
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Presumably it didn't take Shade too long to cook the eggs and soon he was bringing them to Kim. "Breakfast is served." He said lightly, handing the plate to her with a cheerful smile. "If anything isn't to your liking I can make more again, don't hesitate to ask." He added, worrying if he'd done it right for her.
((Sorry I'm getting a little lost as to where to go from here now...))
Kim thanked him for the eggs taking them and beginning to eat but burning her mouth because they were too hot she wasn’t thinking clearly and so she coughed a little bit and fanned her tongue. However when she calm down and finished eating will just say that she had requested a few garnishes like salt and maybe a little cheese if there was any and she greatly enjoyed it and raved that they were delicious. But her stomach felt sick afterwards much like anyone’s stomach would eating something after going a little too long it would feel better soon enough but just initially it felt bad.“I think I want to go lay down, if that’s OK?” So funny that she was asking for permission when it wasn’t necessary.
((Your fine, we are due for a time skip. Do we move to the trial?))
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((Ooh okay, you sure you want to go that far? What was the deal with that again?
Oh wait I did just think of something. See what yours and Kim’s reaction is to this... XD))
When Kim returned to her bedroom though she might finally notice the little mess in the corner of her room, the haphazardly delisted grocery bags with the things she had gotten for Shade before she’d been abducted, like the fuguzetta - if that was what it was called his creator can’t quite remember. The food laid sprawled across the ground, unopened, and the bags were lying on their sides as if they’d been tipped upside down and emptied of all their contents. And amongst the mess, was a note, if Kim managed to find it...
Written on the note was the address of what would turn out to be the old warehouse Kim had been taken, along with a few words.
I will keep her alive. Hurry.
