002 ✽ Come back! Even as a shadow, even as a dream

[giglio_madonna]

Who: Everyone stuck in Virgo HQ
What: This happened, and now we're all stuck here.
When: Nov. 1 - 5
Where: Virgo HQ
Warnings: Honor system, I'm trusting everyone to put warning in the subject lines if it comes up in their threads!

So.

Press events? Not happening. Concerts? Cancelled. Going out at all? N o p e.

Everyone- well every newbie- is ball and chained to Virgo Entertainment's headquarters for the time being. What's the emergency? No one knows, but you're all stuck here regardless.

> What will you do?

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[pecsonpecs]

[Krieg's been a little off, reasonably, since the whole basement fiasco. He remembers everything, a little too well, and now plenty of Virgo's newbies know that his whole "unhinged" stage persona might be more than just an act. While he might have not made anyone need medical attention, it's hard not to be a little apologetic for what happened.

He runs into Luce in the museum on his desperate attempt to burn off his cabin fever with walking around the headquarters' premises. Krieg, by default, is inclined to leave her be, but eventually decides that it's in his best interest to avoid isolating himself.]

Hey, Luce.

[She doesn't respond. It's quiet, here, and his deep voice is hard to miss--it's impossible that she just didn't hear him.]

...Luce?

[In fact, she seems to be lost in thought. Or maybe even worse, considering that her feet give out from under her. Krieg dives to catch her, managing to keep most of her from hitting the floor. He lifts her up and holds her across his arms, giving her a gentle shake.]

Hey, come on...are you alright?

[giglio_madonna]

[Judging by the fact that the only response is a soft groan, and Luce seems momentarily unconsciousness, the answer to his question is probably "no".]

[The good news? She doesn't seem to be notoriously ill, or injured. If he feels for a heartbeat, it's much faster than normal but slowing down gradually. Breathing checks out.]

[Does he want to wait to see if she wakes up, or do otherwise?]

[pecsonpecs]

[Curious. After taking some quick vitals, she doesn't seem to be in any immediate danger, but she's still not stirring...

He decides to take her to the barely populated lounge, laying her down on a couch and taking a seat nearby to watch her recover, keeping a vigilant eye on the clock on his phone. There's no need to call for the ambulance--yet.]

[giglio_madonna]

[Fortunately, after another few minutes, Luce finally stirs with her eyes fluttering open. She raises one hand groggily up to her head.]

What on...?

[pecsonpecs]

Hey.

[Krieg gives her a relieved smile when she comes to.]

You went out cold there for a while. Are you okay?

[giglio_madonna]

Thought I was dying...

[She still sounds a little out of it as she pushes herself up, and gives a shake of her head. No, that sounds ridiculous the more she wakes up.]

I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. I wonder if I caught something? I hope I didn't trouble you too much, Krieg.

[pecsonpecs]

No, not at all.

[Things could have been a lot worse, after all.]

When was the last time you ate something? Drank water?

[giglio_madonna]

I ate breakfast this morning, and it wasn't any less then normal, I'm sure of it.

[Puzzled, she looks back to him.]

Do you think there could have been something in the food?

[pecsonpecs]

[He gives her an arched brow.]

Don't you make your own food?

[giglio_madonna]

Sometimes, but not all the time. Even then, the food gets brought to us, so I'm really just working with what I'm given... I don't really inspect any of it beforehand.

[pecsonpecs]

[Point. Krieg shakes his head.]

No. Unless you took a piss in Blanche's cereal and forgot to brag to us about it, I don't think you have anything to worry about.

You wanna go back upstairs?

[giglio_madonna]

Ha. Angel would kill me if I did something like that, the dear holds grudges.

[Not to mention Luce is actually trying to make good connections, but that's for another time. Setting her feet to the ground, she smiles sheepishly to Krieg.]

Would you mind helping me get back?

[pecsonpecs]

Yeah, well, I do.

[He stands up and holds out his hands for Luce for her to pull herself up.]

It'd be my pleasure.

[giglio_madonna]

Thank you so much.

[Grateful, she gets up to her feet with his help and makes sure she's not going to swoon again before she gets on the move.]

I'll have to make it up to you some time. Do you have any sort of favorite food?

[pecsonpecs]

[He sticks close, one massive hand on her opposite shoulder, to stay as a support in case she so much as wobbles.

Krieg scoffs.]

Meat.

[A generic and yet oddly specific answer at the same time...]

[giglio_madonna]

[Well, at least it leaves a lot of room for creativity.]

Oh? Any kind?

[pecsonpecs]

The kind that bleeds.

[So all of them.]

[giglio_madonna]

Ah. So I'll have to invite you over for a Thanksgiving turkey then, hm?

[She's teasing just a little bit as they enter the elevator, even if she's honest. Krieg might not fit the FoB aesthetic, but he can certainly have dinner with them.]

[pecsonpecs]

You'd better get two if that's what you're planning. Just to be on the safe side.

[No, he doesn't, but he makes a respectable house guest for just about anyone.]

You're already planning for Thanksgiving dinner? It's only the beginning of the month.

[giglio_madonna]

Well, I've never gotten a chance to try and celebrate it with a lot of people before. [Luce presses her fingertips together.] I'm not from Americana, after all, and I was living on my own before signing on with Virgo.

I'd like to give it a try.

[pecsonpecs]

Wait--really? Where are you from, then?

[giglio_madonna]

Europa. The Italian regions, as a matter of fact.

europan? european?? how awkward...goes with italian instead

[pecsonpecs]

Huh.

Intending to bring an Italian touch to Americana Thanksgiving?

shakes fist at fictional country mashups

[giglio_madonna]

Well, I don't see why not! Besides, there are some dishes from my hometown that I think could fit quite well here.

I'll make sure there's plenty of meat regardless, of course.

Re: shakes fist at fictional country mashups

[pecsonpecs]

Good. 'Cause there won't be any left when I'm done.