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It was time to stop hiding. That didn't mean she was going to fully integrate herself into island society again. She still wasn't going to go to her dance classes, especially not with Percy there, but she had decided to go ahead and live in her own place again. As grateful as she was to Charlie and Edmund for letting her crash at their place, she wanted to be back home.

She had left notes in the mailboxes of everyone that had gone home with everyone. They simply said I'm sorry. -Valkyrie

She wasn't sure what could be said beyond that. She hated herself for what she had done to them, even if becoming Darquesse had been to save them. In the end, she hadn't been strong enough to save her friends, not from herself. Not only that, but each time she became Darquesse, it was harder and harder to find her way back. If it hadn't been for the ending of the dream, she wasn't sure if she would have come back from that.

Then there was the fact that all of her closest friends now knew her secret. It wouldn't have been so bad except that her secret was that she had the potential to become some sort of crazy-powerful nut job without any conscience. Go her.

Sighing, Valkyrie curled up on her couch and hugged her knees to her chest. She'd just sit here for a while and try not to obsess over what happened. Later, much, much later tonight she would head to the ring and take out some anger on one of the bags and maybe go for a run along the beach.

[This can be set for any time between the 1st of June and now.]
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Date: 2012-06-20 03:05 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
Valkyrie was very good at hiding. After I'd woken up, I'd tried to rush over to her place to talk to her. It was only because my body betrayed me, telling me in no uncertain terms I needed food and, almost as importantly, a shower, that I didn't do just that. By the time I got to her hut, she was gone, and my attempts to find her proved fruitless.

By then, it was clear that she didn't want to be found, and while that hurt, I understood. So, I gave her her space. I went to Coraline's birthday party. I went to dance class one week, and left when Valkyrie didn't show up. It was the hardest couple of weeks in my life. The pain from the injuries sustained in my dream stayed with me, though there was no reason for them to be there whatsoever. Probably psychosomatic, I thought, grimly.

When Valkyrie's note appeared in my mailbox, I thought again about going to her hut. I didn't. Maybe it was because the note was so short. She had nothing to say -- and what could she say? And what could I say in return? So I stayed in my bedroom, moping, before Mrs. O'Leary rousted me in no uncertain terms and demanded her walk.

I patted Mrs. O'Leary's side as we headed out for a walk along the beach. Apparently, she'd sat outside my hut, not moving, while I was in my dream trip. I was afraid I'd neglected her in the weeks that followed. She deserved better, so I gave her a long walk. A good choice, too, as the sound of the surf soothed me.

But then Mrs. O'Leary looked ahead, and let out a soft "WOOF!".

I looked ahead, and saw a shadow against the twilight that I recognized instantly. My heart leapt, but I smiled. I patted Mrs. O'Leary and nodded at the forest. "Go have some fun, girl," I said. Mrs. O'Leary bounded into the woods.

I cut across the beach, and stood by the water, my hands in my pockets, waiting as Valkyrie approached.

Date: 2012-06-20 03:11 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] swan_diver
It took Bella a day or two to recover from being immobile for so long, to eat and get her strength back, to calm a very stressed boyfriend who'd watched after her while she slept, to try and sleep around a new round of nightmares. Thankfully, as ever, his arms were there before the screams came so they never got as bad as they probably could have been.

When she found the note in her mailbox, it was the first time she'd felt back to her normal self, so she'd gone in search of her friend and it was only by accident (spotting her through a window as she passed) that Bella found her.

She didn't go closer than sight range before she called out. "Val?"

Date: 2012-06-20 11:57 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] swan_diver
She stepped into the hut tentatively, looking around to see if they were alone or not. Once close enough, she took a seat on the opposite end of the couch, studying her best friend's face. "How're you doing? Since, we...came home, I guess?"

Date: 2012-06-21 12:31 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
I frowned. Who jogged until they were about to puke? Someone who wanted to run and not stop, ever, I realized. I kept my voice light. "Hello to you too." Then, more seriously, I added, "Maybe you'd like to sit down?" I nodded at the sand.

Date: 2012-06-21 10:17 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] notaparker
There's two main feelings I get off the note, once I get it. The first is relief. It's signed Valkyrie, and it may only be two words long but they're two words that my least favorite Mr Hyde reboot is extremely unlikely to have penned. Which meant that Valkyrie woke up as Valkyrie. I was worried that might not be the case.

So there's relief, and there's the feeling bad about having to receive the note in the first place, because all of that happened. And I didn't stop it. I didn't make it not necessary for her to bring the other side of herself out, I didn't find a way to bring her back to normal. Good job earning that sense of relief, hero.

That might be part of why I don't immediately go and find her, although I think that the reason of giving her some space is also valid. It seems reasonable, if she's leaving notes, she doesn't want to deal with anyone immediately. And that works, for a bit, but then it's partway through the month and I start to wonder if actually I'm not delaying because of my own issues and maybe I should check in, and should have earlier.

Yeah, this month has been a real great showing from yours- and there I go again. Not about me. About her, and about the frankly sort-of-terrifying other her. Let's see if she actually wants or needs a conversation about... whatever that is.

"Avon calling," I say, knocking.

Ergh. Weak. So weak. Just... so obvious.

Date: 2012-06-21 11:56 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
I nodded, and fell into step beside her. A part of me wondered if she didn't want to sit down so she wouldn't have to get up in case she decided to run away, but I left that thought alone.

We walked in awkward silence a moment, as the horizon brightened with moonrise. I ran over in my head things I wanted to say. Everything I could think of seemed trite or stupid.

Finally, I settled with, "Okay, stupid question of the year: are you all right?"

Date: 2012-06-21 03:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] swan_diver
Bella shook her head. "You don't start, because there's nothing to apologize for, Valkyrie. Unless you're trying to make me believe you went to bed that night thinking how great it'd be to grab a handful of us and take us home with you for zombies and deep dark secrets you would have rather no one ever knew."

She looked over at Valkyrie with a raised eyebrow. "Any of that true?"

Date: 2012-06-21 08:12 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
I stood at her, mouth agape, for a moment, before I closed my mouth. "Well. Hello to you too," I said again.

It hurt to hear that, there was no denying that. But I'd be lying if I said I was surprised by this. After all, hadn't Valkyrie told me flat out at the start of... whatever this was... that she wasn't ready for a serious relationship? I wouldn't have said 'I love you' if I hadn't thought I was about to die.

I looked away a moment, thinking over my next words. Then I said, "So... tell me something. Are we... still friends?"

Date: 2012-06-21 10:18 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] notaparker
"I'm sure we can work out a gift basket," I say, tossing her a slightly-awkward but slightly relieved smile in return. She's answering her door and trying for levity, I take these as pretty good signs. "You can never go wrong with muffins and chocolate. It's really not necessary, though."

I pause. "...although now I wish I'd brought muffins."

Date: 2012-06-21 10:59 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
"It's okay," I said quietly. Actually, it was a bit bitter, but what could I do? I wondered where we'd redraw the boundaries. I hoped that hugging wouldn't be ruled off limits. But she did give me a ray of hope. She'd said that she might love me in the future, and if there was anything this Island had taught me, it was how to wait.

At her comment about a prophesy, however, I frowned thoughtfully. After facing Darquesse, yeah, I could see it. She could beat Kronos if she put her mind to it. But then I couldn't help but smile a little. "A prophesy, eh? Did yours come in the form of a creepy and enigmatic poem?"

Date: 2012-06-21 11:10 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
I winced. "Okay, as prophesies go, give me the Oracle's stupidly cryptic verses any day. That... really sucks. I'm sorry." I nodded at the sand again. "Are you sure you don't want to sit? And talk about it?"

Date: 2012-06-21 11:38 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] swan_diver
Bella smiled, "Just the opposite, it'd make me feel a lot better if you did, because then I'd know you weren't beating yourself up too badly about it. As for the other," she shrugged a little. "It's not the first time I've seen a friend turn into something big and kinda badass when faced with a threat. I guess I'm an old hand at it by now."

Date: 2012-06-22 12:05 am (UTC)
notaparker: ([pb] That's... swell.)
From: [personal profile] notaparker
"It's really not necessary," I say, shaking my head as I step inside. "I don't think you should beat yourself up about any of that."

I wince, again. That might be a poor choice of words. No, it's a common turn of phrase, it's fine. Just because there was beating up and multiple selves, it doesn't make that a weird thing to say. I hope.

"I mean, I say that knowing that saying that probably won't make it not happen or anything. But I don't blame you."

Date: 2012-06-22 12:10 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] teambatgirl
Steph gives it a few days; she's from Gotham and she's a Bat, so she can appreciate the importance of a good brood. There are things that a person has to work through, and some people need to do it on their own.

But after getting that note, Steph marched her butt right to Valkyrie's door and knocked smartly. There is a time when one has to get down from the gargoyle.

"You don't have to open the door," Steph calls. "But if you don't I will begin to serenade you with the best of '90s R&B and I won't stop until I get to Beyonce going solo."
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