Delirium [Open to All]

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 OOC: Given where I got super distracted from RP, it's been interesting coming up with an in-story reason for the absence....

[So Korra hadn't been completely honest with Gunmax about being fine.  Sure, she was fine at the time, she thought she'd been fine for good, that then she could leave the Junkpile...but that weird exhaustion overcame her again.  And the hazy perception of everything.  Not to mention visions--bright white light and Tarrlok and a Tarrlok without long hair (was that even Tarrlok, it looked like him) and Aang and mech tanks that grew eyes and mouths and Amon touching her forehead without inspiring any fear in her.  And then other visions were of friendly mushroom clouds and the rocks were singing.  The visions made her tremble or laugh, or receive no reaction from her as she passively let them wash over her.  She would cough, something wet pooling in her mouth while something metallic stirred her nose.  At least the girl weirdly felt no hunger or thirst.  She wasn't sure how many days had gone by without her trying to seek sustenance.  At least she managed to curl up underneath an outcropping of the Junkpile that seemed sturdy while her body acted so strangely.  She had trouble remembering precisely what happened before.  Buzzard wasps, monsters, Dinobot--]

[Eyes squinting in the daylight, Korra sluggishly worked her phone comm thingy.]

[Audio feed opens.  Korra's words are kinda long, slurred.]

D...Dinobot?....

[A hacking cough.]

Dinobot, are you all right?  Lost track of you....

[Another cough, then mostly silence, though broken by the occasional shift of a body, and quiet, haggard breathing.  The sound of something curling up.]

Aang, where are you?

[There's a new higher pitch to Korra's words.]

Aaaaaang.

[Her slurred voice is sing-song and snippy.]

Come on, Aang, you're trying to say something, just say it.

[The sound of fingertips clacking against buttons.]

Maybe you're just not pressing the right thing....

[A sharp high laugh.]

I can't find it either....

[OOC: Permissions/additional plotting post here at http://re-alignment-ooc.dreamwidth.org/10896.html#cutid1.]

Comments

[Voice]

[docbot]

Korra?

[ The background sound of creaking metal as Ratchet accidentally dents the countertop he'd been leaning against. ]

Korra, where are you? What's your status?

Re: [Voice]

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[Her voice sounds like it perks up.]

Tenzin? Tenzin! I'm, ah--I'm with the trash--

[She laughs. Then coughs.]

Though, uh, the Brave Police found canned food here, and water...less like trash...and I don't mean the metalbending police, the Brave Police are nicer, I don't think they'd round up innocent people just because their boss told them to....

[Voice]

[docbot]

Tenzin? [ Ratchet clears his throat. He's got more important things to focus on. ] Nevermind. Where with the trash, Korra? Tell me more precisely.

Have the Brave Police found you right now or did they find you before?

Re: [Voice]

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[Yawn.]

Was talking to Gunmax before...think he wanted to find me for something....

[Cough.]

Ten...Tenzin? You know the Brave Police too? [Another yawn.] Did you find Tarrlok? He's--ah, you were right, he's trouble....

[Voice] -> [Video]

[docbot]

This isn't Tenzin, Korra.

[ He switches to video to clear that up. ]

This is Ratchet. You remember me?

[ He tries to smile in a comforting way, pushes himself to speak in low, soothing tones. ]

Gunmax is coming to try to find you, but he's going to need some help. Do you think you could use that ... bending that you do? Put up a signal somehow?

AUDIO;

[engrishdetective]

Korra?

What the hell! You said--

Hnn...! Where are you?!

Re: AUDIO;

[not_halfbaked]

[Korra inhales.]

...Amon?

[she's full on delirious now]

AUDIO;

[engrishdetective]

What? No. It's Gunmax!

Re: AUDIO;

[not_halfbaked]

What do you want?

[She yawns.]

Are you checking up on the trash?

[Sounds of a body curling up.]

Thought this is what you wanted--me, gone. Or do you really have to destroy me?...

[Video]

[patokichi]

Korra! Where are you? We've been worried sick about you!

Re: [Video]

[not_halfbaked]

[slurred question]

...Mech tank...?

[Video]

[patokichi]

W...what? Korra, I need a location, I can come and get you. Are you hurt?

audio

[not_halfbaked]

[Sound of shuffling around.]

What's an Equalist care if I'm hurt or not?

[Wheezing snicker.]

Amon's gonna destroy me either way, right?

[video]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

Hey, hey, hey. Watch what you're pressing. Don't want slag to explode, do you?

[He has no idea what you're doing; he just likes messing with people.]

Re: [video]

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[Slurred hiss.]

Shut up, Pretty Boy.

[Yawn.] What are you doing here anyway, the fangirls all--

[Another yawn.]

--all ditch you after all your bending went away?

[video]

[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Whirl has been called a lot of things in his day. Not 'pretty boy' though. That's a new one.]

Yeah. You could say that.

[Whatever.]

Who needs 'em anyway? [Fangirls, Wreckers, whatever, right?]

Re: [video]

[not_halfbaked]

[Korra coughs. Grumbles.]

Sorry, Tahno.

[Her delusional mind thought he sounded a little hurt.]

They're jerks if all they cared about was your bending.

[Video]

[winged_knight]

[The video link opens abruptly, Wing's distress clear. He'd only spent a small amount of time with the young woman but had been impressed with her tenacity. Worrying about her absence all this time had been quite natural.]

Korra--? Korra is that you? What's wrong, where are you?

audio

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[Coughs.]

Naga?

[She is so delusional right now.]

Video

[winged_knight]

Korra are you alright?

[Wing ducts his head as if trying to hear you better.]

Did you say...Naga? No, it's Wing. The white and red robot you tried to set on fire when we first met.

[Yeah, he didn't forget, he's not holding it against you though. But if it was memorable for him he hopes it'd be memorable for you.]

Re: Video

[not_halfbaked]

[Naga shouldn't be talking. And set on fire, set on fire...OH.]

Wing? Wing! Oh, hey.

[Cough.]

Sorry, I keep seeing things.

[Perma-Audio]

[my_own_trope]

What's wrong with you?

[He's got his own reasons for asking]

Re: [Perma-Audio]

[not_halfbaked]

[OOC: Ah ha, gonna have fun with voice acting shenanigans in this, makes even more sense than some responses above.]

Amon?

[Her voice quickens. Then she grunts.]

I thought bending was my problem?

ahahaha. YESSSSsssss

[my_own_trope]

What? Bending is among the very few redeamable qualities your species posses. [Oh right. He was trying to charm this one.]

It's what I like about you.

Re: ahahaha. YESSSSsssss

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...Amon, are you feeling all right?

[The small non-delusional part of Korra realizes she never thought she would ask such a thing.]