I'll tell you all how the story ends

[cleartranquil]

Who: Ghost Quest kids and all those who want to see them.
What: So as it turns out, going against the label might've been a bad move. Who knew, right? 
When: Feb 3rd and after 
Where: Pride HQ
Warnings: Talk of torture, aftermath of violence, aftermath of brainwashing, dudes there's some dark stuff.

For the past three days, the troublemakers and ghost helpers of Pride Records were kept locked away from their friends and their bands. 

As far as everyone else knew, they were just gone. And then they were back. 

They are all worse for wear, some far more than others and some much more mentally than physically, but they are all returned to their penthouses, finally, at the end of their ordeals. 

But, at least they're back. Somewhat in one piece. For the most part. 

Comments

[stylistic_disloyalty]

What about you? [Luci squeezes the hands holding hers with a faint smile.] Can I look after you, no matter what I'm doing?

[Something happened to Yuffie, she's assuming something happened to Terry too. Something he's not talking about. But if he can't just yet... she can still take care of him even if she doesn't know what happened.]

[traumatizing]

I'm okay. [He lied. But the offer is... He really appreciates it, and he smiles a little sadly.] I don't wanna inconvenience you because I messed up my lipstick or whatever.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

...are you kidding me right now, Ward? [Luci frowns and wraps her arms around Terry, exerting nearly no effort at tossing him bodily fully onto the bed.]

[traumatizing]

[He squeaks as he's pushed down and looks up at Luci, totally confused by this.] What?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Was that a SQUEAK? Oh man, Terry, Luci finds you so adorable right about now. Who knew the goffick one was a squeaky toy?]

[But more to the point. Luci gets on top of Terry and sits, rather pointedly, on his stomach.] You think you can lie to the Father of Lies, darling? I've let you slide a few times, but not after all of this revelation I just did.

[traumatizing]

[That's a fair point, even if he doesn't want to talk... After all this, he could at least do her the decency of being honest.]

I don't... [Terry sighs in frustration and drops his head back against the mattress, like Luci's asked him to do complex equations in his head.] ... I'm not okay. You're right.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[It's good enough for her.]

[Luci rolls off of him and wraps her arms around him, gently pulling him to her.]

I'm sorry.

[And that's it. She doesn't need him to relive it, he probably doesn't want to. God knows she doesn't want to relive what happened to her.]

[traumatizing]

[Terry hooks an arm around Luci and tucks his head against her shoulder. It's nice to be close to someone, comforting. Even if he probably should talk about this shit, he can't right now. But this is plenty. Just the feeling that he's not alone.]

I'm sorry too.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[She brings him in, close and comforting, no other movements that suggest anything else aside from her desire to hold him through whatever he's thinking.]

We've got you. Even when you don't ask, we've got you.