monday's child is fair of face (2/2)

[palfriday]

CW: death, probably gore, possibly more TBA

[and that’s what you missed on glee.

and so, there “Friday” is, standing on the roof of the bar. the attention of the party has surely turned to her by this point, but she doesn’t care about that. she just needs one person to still be a little too distracted to stop what was coming next.

Monday snaps her fingers, and Jenny disappears from wherever she was standing before, reappearing directly in front of Monday, who embraces her from behind, an arm wrapped firmly around her middle. those with enhanced senses might catch what she whispers, seconds before she snaps Jenny’s neck so hard it hangs at a 90 degree angle as Monday kicks her, her corpse toppling forward onto the deck below.]

Surprise, bitch.

[well, there. unfinished business settled. onto more pertinent matters.]

Let’s get a little more comfortable first, hm? Can’t waste too much of her magic, but audiences love a quick change.

[she snaps her fingers, and Monday finds herself in an outfit that is far more to her taste. now. time for her grand performance.]

Greetings, foolish mortals! You may or may not have noticed that things have been a little bit different this month. While the Captain is off having a good old bitch cry about whatever it is he’s so upset about, poor little Friday was running herself ragged keeping this shitheap floating! She was so distracted, in fact, that she happened to have a little accident, while fixing something in the elevator shaft! [a laugh] I guess even clay bitches can break their necks! And there I was, sitting in Fucking Nowhere, doing Fucking Nothing, feeling Fucking. Nothing! And I saw her empty shell. And I was, like, hey, free real estate!

Whatever tear in the veil that your whiny little Captain just didn’t feel like fixing? I ripped that fucker right open. And you’ve all met a few of the sorry little fuckers that fell out already, hm? [another snap] Not all of them, but, hey, that’s what now is for, right? Because, see, we all kinda got together a little bit, and we were like… You know, just borrowing some shitty bodies to have some fun for a few weeks? What a waste! And we still have a lot of bitches we need to spring from jail!

And that! Is where you assholes come in! And, trust me, you are all assholes. Have you even seen some of the psychotic shit you people have said and done to us? Like, yeah, Mary is legitimately insane, but she’s still a kid! Even I’m not gonna call a fucking nine year old a bitch!

You can try to run, but I fucking hate running in heels, so I made that a little bit… difficult. So. Why don’t you nice people just lay down and let us kill you. I’ll be gentle. Promise.

[perhaps people have tried to flee already. they likely have. and they’ve found that the entire party area has been blocked off by the same sort of barrier that surrounds the realm, an invisible orb holding them captive.]

Now. Let’s get the actual party started!

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[sabigoe]

[ Mary runs about the deck at top speed, giggling madly, absolutely amused with herself over how much she managed to rile up Skulduggery. A quick glance over her shoulder and she doesn't see the skeleton in sight. Only Fio's flying plush dragon drifts along after her as she moves.

Eyes forward, she slows down before she's in danger colliding into Ava. Several feet away, she stands and stares. Menacingly. Just when she got away from one parental figure, there's another. Yeah, she's looking funny at Ava for half a second... which would appear unusual while wearing Fio's skin. Trick-or-treating, dressing up in matching outfits-- it was actually fun, Mary had to admit. Her behavior wasn't the best at all though and they very much likely disapproved. Not like Fio who always tried to be a perfect angel.

Sometimes she thought of just taking Fio's friends for her own, not setting this huge plan into motion. Her new family for her own. But no, those thoughts had been quickly pushed back by the ultimate goal of saving her own friends. Not Fio's loved ones. The ones still left in Nothing... Mary's loved ones.

And slowly, she starts stepping back, ready to run off elsewhere... continue her hunt for Darcy. ]

[decohere]

[through the chaos the fighting and uncertainty of who anyone actually is, there's one thing that Ava keeps coming back to, and that's her search for Fio and desire to get her to safety. who maybe is hiding, the way Ava taught her in their lessons, or maybe did sneak out early on her own because it's way past her bedtime. but there's also the uneasy suspicion that she doesn't quite want to put into words yet. why Fio was acting so much bolder and entitled during the trick-or-treating earlier. why Judy had been missing when normally Fio wouldn't go anywhere without the bear. why Ava's seen her less...

and through the fog, she catches sight of the small blonde girl finally, staring at her in such an unfamiliar way, can recognize the stance as one that's about to run away from her rather than towards...]

Fio!!! [it's a desperate plea, and she pushes past the fighting to get to her]

[sabigoe]

[ An irritated grunt. Of course, she should have expected this. Spinning around on her heel, Mary bolts running in the opposite direction as fast as her legs can carry her. Her original body wasn't too much older than Fio. By only about two years or so. But she wasn't exactly a normal human child either. Each day since acquiring her new form, she cursed how weak it is in comparison to her previous form.

As she runs at full speed, she knocks over all sorts of decorations, chairs, whatever she can to leave behind a trail of obstacles. Mostly just a distraction. She knows Ava can turn incorporeal, as this body's memory tells her. It's one of the reasons she wanted to avoid her... and Skulduggery, leave them for the more capable to deal with. She hadn't a clue to get rid of them.

She glances back briefly, just long enough to... blow a raspberry. Yeah, she's going to take a moment to be bratty and call out: ]

I haaaated 6PM dinners!

[decohere]

[if it were Fio, of course there would be no obstacle to stop her from catching up.

but that taunt hits her harder than any physical attack could. the confirmation that it's not Fio at all. and any attempt to protect her has already failed.

Ava knows well enough what has to be done, to get her daughter back. and she can't do it. she can't. because that might not be the child she loves. but it is a child. one that she's spent time with, has hugged and dressed up and took out trick-or-treating. who sat through dinners with her, and apparently hated it.

she stops dead in her tracks, in the middle of everything. and watches the girl run away with a small whimper. if it weren't for the barrier, she'd leave.]