Things get worse before they get better, but this is a worse that feels too big.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Who: Julie & you, maybe?
What: After flickering out into a canon update and back, Julie isn't having a good time
Where: Anchor, throughout
When: Mid-March

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i. the glitch

It only takes a moment. She's walking up to the agriculture level when she seems to flicker in place, like a bad television signal, then suddenly her clothes are different and the mostly-healed wound of her amputated finger is fresh and bandaged over again, and she's dirty and red-eyed and--

She looks around like she doesn't know where she is, straightens up from the strange posture she'd re-entered in.

"No," she says. Quietly at first, then again, louder, panicked, until she's running blindly across the levels of Anchor like something is chasing her. Looking for a way out. Any way out. Now and then she pauses, feverishly tapping at a computer screen. At least once, she punches one and yells.

Just let her out.

ii. the aftermath

Julie is sitting in the park, by the lake, and she is drunk. There's no sign of the small cat which has been trailing her around since those odd blob-creatures showed up (though it's around, somewhere), and she's petting a small blue-white dragon shaped creature that has its head draped over her thigh.

She appears to be a little over half way through a bottle of tequila, and is possibly not capable of walking as the only reason she is still sitting down. Her eyes are still red, and though her jaw is tense she hiccups back something that sounds like a sob every now and then.

Join her? Try to... quietly sneak past?

(Run the hell away?)

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[nothinglikefather]

He frowns, a crease between his brows as she speaks, as she gives a very brief explanation. Zombie isn't a word he's familiar with from home, but he was made to watch enough horror movies since arriving in the future he has some idea what the girl means.

"Does she... did she recognise you?" He has no idea how it works, if a corpse reanimated has any memories or feelings, or can somehow be cured.

From the tears, he thinks that latter option is probably unlikely.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Did she? Julie thinks back on the discovery that she and R made, the rows of undead strapped up to the walls. She can still feel the skeletal form of her mother pinned firmly between them both as they rode the motorbike back to the plane. The way she kept trying to snap at the back of R's neck through the helmet they'd put on her to keep her from doing that very thing.

"... No." She sniffs inelegantly and rubs the heel of her hand against her cheek. From around behind her, a small feline peers out at Jacob.

"But that doesn't mean she never will. I couldn't just leave her. I had to do something."

[nothinglikefather]

He pauses, watching the little spotted cat watch him. He's not got any strong feelings about cats either way, and perhaps he has always been more of a dog person even before Charles.

"I think trying to save someone you love is completely understandable." He says quietly, his gaze flickering back up to the young woman. He would do whatever he could for angel, Connor and Charles. Or for Evie, or Henry.

"And I'm sorry that you are here, not there and able to help her."