And we're standing on top of our hopes and fears

[cheerhealer]

Who: claire bennet and anyone who wants to visit her
Where: the jail
When: 2/16 starting early morning and going for a little while i guess
What: claire got in a little trouble with the law, and there's no nathan or noah to bail her out. uh oh.
Warnings: none?

Her injuries are healed now, but Voids are still around her, blocking out her ability. It's a little irritating. She should have been more careful, but ... No use crying over spilled milk, right? She had exercised her right to remain silent to the fullest extent, unwilling to give up any information or motive.

She sat in the visitors room, arms crossed. The orange jumpsuit reminded her of when she had been taken in by the government back home.

Comments

[inthejunk]

Uh...I hope it's alright.

[Oh hey it's that kid you rejected the other day, 'sup?]

[cheerhealer]

[ well. She shifts awkwardly, uncrossing her arms. ]

It's fine. [ so awkward rn ]

[inthejunk]

[Yosuke shakes his hair into his face to try and cover a little of the humiliation that's probably written all over it, and sighs.]

I can't ask you why you did something like this. I mean, I understand. But you should have been more careful.

[cheerhealer]

I know. [ the awkward is almost suffocating. ]

Did you just come out here to give me a lecture about it?

[inthejunk]

[Okay, that smarts a bit. He frowns, and glances away.]

I was worried. I know...uh. [Sigh.] I was wrong, okay? But...we used to be friends, right?

[cheerhealer]

Aren't we still friends? And you don't need to be concerned, I'll be fine. [ hopefully. ]

[inthejunk]

Concern doesn't work that way. [But he almost perks up at the idea that maybe everything isn't completely ruined after all. Then slumps again just as quickly....man, this is jail. It's not that place they hold kids that bust a friend out of their hospital suite and cause average amounts of chaos. This is way more serious.] ...It's good that someone healed you already. I was planning to try, but-

[Oh...Yosuke clamped his mouth shut. Idiot! You can't just go around saying stuff like that. He knows better! Crap.]

[cheerhealer]

[ Claire thinks he means something entirely different- her own ability of healing. Did he know? She decides to play dumb; she didn't want to talk about something like that right now. ]

It's fine.

[inthejunk]

Right.

[Aaaawkward.]

Uh. I met your...uncle? He seems nice.

[cheerhealer]

He's a great guy. [ a quick smile. ]

[inthejunk]

[He finally relaxes enough to smile back, just faintly.]

Yeah. You should try not to worry him so much, you know. He'll get white hairs.

[cheerhealer]

Trust me, he can worry me just as much as I worry him.

[inthejunk]

So it runs in the family, huh?

[cheerhealer]

Yeah, definitely.

[inthejunk]

Jeez...your poor mother.

[cheerhealer]

She got used to it after a while.