Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra

[lysanthra]

Lysanthra is relieved to see that it's only Ingrid. She mumbles a sorry to her quickly and releases her fist. She lets Ingrid grab her hand to lead her away. "I was thinking the same thing," she says to her friend. Liz is glad Ingrid showed up when she did because she was about to panic. Where are they headed now? Hopefully back to the house she thinks because she can relax there.

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Lysanthra is relieved to see that it's only Ingrid. She mumbles a sorry to her quickly and eases her fist. She lets Ingrid grab her hand and lead her away. "I was thinking the same thing," Liz is glad Ingrid showed up when she did because she was about to panic. Where are they headed now? Hopefully back to the house she thinks because she can relax there.

The couple meander through the crowd and a few more deputies running the same direction as the crowd. Upon reaching the residential area of Fort Hammer, the number of people are limited to others hoping to avoid the crowd or locals. They eventually reach Ingrid's house. Ingrid has Liz test out her key, which works like it should. Upon getting inside, Ingrid promptly heads to a decanter and pours herself a strong drink. Tears filling her eyes.

Liz can sense that something must have happened to upset Ingrid. Yet, Ingrid simply grabs the television remote and turns on the television, hands it to Liz and says, "Pick some music. Something that you would like." As she pulls up a menu of thousands of songs. Liz is unfamiliar with most of the songs.

[lysanthra]

Lysanthra finds Ingrid's behavior odd but she's not sure what happened. She wants to ask but doesn't want to pry. She scrolls through the music finally finding a band she knows and likes. Liz puts on the music and adjusts the volume so it's not blaring. She walks over to her friend and rests her hand lightly on Ingrid's shoulder. "Are you alright?" she asks her with a concerned expression. Lysanthra hopes that she can help her feel better even if it's just by listening to her.

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Lysanthra finds Ingrid's behavior odd but she's not sure what happened. She wants to ask but doesn't want to pry. She scrolls through the music finally finding a band she knows and likes. Liz puts on the music and adjusts the volume so it's not blaring. She walks over to her friend and rests her hand lightly on Ingrid's shoulder. "Are you alright?" she asks her with a concerned expression. Lysanthra hopes that she can help her feel better even if it's just by listening to her.

"Yes, no... I don't know. It's just been an extremely... stressful? day?" she sounds unsure of herself. At that moment, Liz swears she sees specks of blood on Ingrid's shirt as Ingrid reaches her arms out for a hug.

OOC: Pick a band you like, Ingrid has quite he library.

[lysanthra]

Lysanthra hugs her friend long and hard as Three Days Grace plays in the background. She is genuinely concerned about Ingrid. She holds her and tells her she will listen. Liz waits for her to pull away first. She guides her to the couch and sits beside her waiting for her to speak.

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Lysanthra hugs her friend long and hard as Three Days Grace - "The Good Life" plays in the background. She is genuinely concerned about Ingrid. She holds her and tells her she will listen. Liz waits for her to pull away first. She guides her to the couch and sits beside her waiting for her to speak. As they sit, Ingrid smiles, "I don't think I've heard this one. I like it." She notices Liz's concern, "Umm, I don't know how to start." Her smile fades to sobs before spitting out, "I saw... someone... die!" between sobs. "But I can't go to the deputies..."

[lysanthra]

Lysanthra's body instantly goes on high alert. Her heart begins to throb as her thoughts are racing. What is Ingrid talking about? She takes a deep breath and nods at her friend. "Okay, start at the beginning," she says more steadily than she feels. "I'm here for you, Ingrid, just tell me what you saw."

[Chaser1]

Lysanthra hugs her friend long and hard as Three Days Grace - "The Good Life" plays in the background. She is genuinely concerned about Ingrid. She holds her and tells her she will listen. Liz waits for her to pull away first. She guides her to the couch and sits beside her waiting for her to speak.

As they sit, Ingrid smiles, "I don't think I've heard this one. I like it." She notices Liz's concern, "Umm, I don't know how to start." She begins to sob again before spitting out, "I saw... someone... die!" Between sobs. "But I can't go to the deputies..."

Lysanthra's body instantly goes on high alert. Her heart begins to throb as her thoughts are racing. What is Ingrid talking about? She takes a deep breath and nods at her friend. "Okay, start at the beginning," she says more steadily than she feels. "I'm here for you, Ingrid, just tell me what you saw."

"Okay, but you can't tell anyone, okay?" She regains her composure as she sets her purse down between them. Liz notices that it's buttoned completely shut. "I was supposed to meet Mr. Sky, the old bum, for a glass job," she wipes her eyes, "I'm a glass blower by trade. So, he said he could pay me for some glass figurines that he wanted me to make. I thought it was odd but he asked to meet in private; away from the crowd, so I told him to meet me today at the lumberyard.

"I left the Bottoms Up and went straight there after I left you guys. I waited only a minute before he showed up and told me that he wanted to create figurines of someone local for a business project that could make us both a decent amount of revenue. But then... this guy shows up with handcuffs on," she struggles to maintain her composure as she continues, "I don't know how, but he shouts something about killing Mr. Sky for killing his mom and does this fancy hand thing and the cuffs fell off and he suddenly had this gun in his hands," she unbuttons her purse to reveal a black, shiny gun with the engraving in silver, reading "NG-57" along its barrel.

She begins crying again, clenches her jaw and then inhales deep, then exhales through pursed lips, "Mr. Sky was next to me. He reached his hand out, like really fast... then gun flew out of the man's hand, turned in midair, and shot a bunch of times, missing the guy. Then... Mr. Sky jumped at him... he was so fast! There was so much blood! I ran! But I grabbed the gun," her pained, frightened, mascara smeared gaze meets Lysanthra's, "I understand if you never want to see me again, but I'm so scared! Besides the local drunks, you're the only person to talk to me since my divorce." She reaches over to hold Liz's hand.

"Three Days Grace - Pain" begins playing.

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Lysanthra had so many questions but where to start? "Okay, I'm not going anywhere. I'm here for you. You're the first person I've been able to feel comfortable with in a long time, too." She looks at Ingrid and can tell she's freaking out. Liz tells her she'll be right back. She goes and makes a quick cup of chamomile tea, adding a healthy portion of good whiskey. A great way to soothe frayed nerves that she learned from her real family. Lysanthra hands the mug to Ingrid telling her to drink it all. "Next we'll get you in a hot shower and get clean clothes on, okay?" She wants to help her friend but is worried it will come back to bite her in the ass big time. Her first priority is making sure Ingrid is alright so that is what she focuses on right now.

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Lysanthra has so many questions but where to start? "Okay, I'm not going anywhere. I'm here for you. You're the first person I've been able to feel comfortable with in a long time, too." She can tell she's freaking out. Liz tells her she'll be right back and prepares a cup of chamomile tea, adding a healthy portion of good whiskey. A great way to soothe frayed nerves that she learned from her real family. Lysanthra hands the mug to Ingrid telling her to drink it all. "Next we'll get you in a hot shower and get clean clothes on, okay?" She wants to help her friend but is worried it will come back to bite her in the ass big time. Her first priority is making sure Ingrid is alright so that is what she focuses on right now.

Ingrid daintily sips the tea and then looks up shocked, "Oh... there's alcohol in this too," like she's defying her parents wishes, but then shrugs, "Ah well. If I were to fall off of the wagon, today would be it." She struggles to drink it quickly, but the tea is too hot, so she continues sipping, realizing that hot alcohol absorbs faster.

Within moments, she seems to ease up. Even so, tears well up in her eyes as she sets the empty cup down and covers her face, "It was so... horrific.,," She wipes her face off with a handkerchief from her purse. Without makeup, she still looks beautiful, less fake. She sighs as a few more Three Days Grace songs play. Eventually she grabs the remote and switches to so an artist named Osker Schuster; which is sounds like classical piano music. It is relaxing. "I love music. It enhances whatever mood I want to be in." She stares out of the window at random festival goers using the residential street to avoid the chaos of the main street. "Thank you, Liz. What do you think I should do?"