Since I Was Born I Started To Decay -- Now Nothing Ever, Ever Goes My Way [Closed-ish]

[lockwood]

CHARACTERS: Tyler Lockwood & empathy links plot buddies
LOCATION: just about anywhere to be honest
WARNINGS: references to child abuse, murder, body horror and slavery
SUMMARY: planned empathy event stuff, ranging from october 11th to november 7th.
NOTES: Plotting post in progress here, feel free to still hit it up. You can start your own starter, or PM me or hit me on plurk and I can set it up. Or just leave a blank comment under a thread and I can set it up.

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Stage Two

[lockwood]

Stage Three

[lockwood]

Early Stage Three

[redhotsummers]

[lockwood]

The memories surprise him -- in that he's not expecting to suddenly be overwhelmed with the thoughts and memories of somebody else. Someone else's life. But he does. He sees Alex and his foster sister and the accident of her death.

It makes him almost want to throw up, because Tyler knows those sorts of accidents, how you can just lose track of a moment and then suddenly things are too late.

He's not sure whether the other guy is -- or what he'd say to him even if he found him. Right now he's just wandering the halls, trying to figure out what the hell he's supposed to do with this.

[redhotsummers]

Well, Alex already vomited. Luckily he was in his room when he did, but memories that were not his own slammed through his mind--so familiar, yet not his. The loss of control, the horrible realization that every thing had gone wrong, and gone wrong so fast despite his best intentions.

The worst thing, he knew who it was, if only because he knew Caroline. Shaky hands typed a message to Tyler, a quick 'where are you' before hanging up, just before he threw up again.

[lockwood]

He really only knows Alex through Caroline -- and talking a couple times on the network. That's it.

Still, he texts back.

making my way down the halls, why?

[redhotsummers]

Caroline

you

someone's head.

you were changing.

Alex doesn't know which halls, but Alex is going to find Tyler. Because it's all he can think to do; there isn't any other way to do it.

sorry this is so late, life got insane

[lockwood]

[ He was changing -- it could mean a few things none of them good.]



I saw something -- you and your sister. an accident.

its okay.

[redhotsummers]

That memory within itself was enough to make Alex start shaking, again.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Because no one needed to see that. No one. He needed to find Tyler, fast, before everything came apart at the seams.

[lockwood]

It's not your fault.

The death, Tyler seeing it -- any of it really.

[redhotsummers]

It was. I can't change that it was my hand.

Alex finally crashed around the corner, breathing heavily. He was pretty sure that was Tyler, in the distance, right?

"Hey?"

He just needed to make the headache, the tightness in his chest to go away.

[lockwood]

Tyler nods, trying to push away that urge to vomit again -- even though it's stronger as she spots the other boy.

"Hey."

[redhotsummers]

"Our lives really suck, don't they." Alex made a slight face, trying to manage a smile, but failing. Because really, this wasn't fair. For either of them.

the 19th || it's wolf time

[consequence]

[She knows it's coming, but the worst part is that she also knows a whole lot more about complete strangers on this ship than she ever did people she actually knew in real life. Intimate things, heavy details on events that are definitely unique to some specific person. She saw the message on the network. The skinny kid talking about Craigslist. The distraction is what she's blaming on her lack of prepared.

The other times she'd been ready - well, the first time she hadn't been, but this time - she was going to be ready.

That had at least been the plan, but then all the rest happened and when she finally feels that first flash of heat across her skin she knows that she isn't ready.

She doesn't have the time to get to where she needs to so she just sends a message to Tyler. It's in a panic, but she mostly just expresses that she knows he had to have figured out how to minimize people knowing what he is... that she needs help. It's not her best plan, but as she feels that twist of pain start as muscles try and force bones into place -- it's all she has.]

He's not gonna be happy.

[lockwood]

[They haven't really been talking, not since she first arrived. As far as Tyler was concerned -- that was for the better. It doesn't help that he's already on the edge. Other people's memories being played in his head -- his own private ones being broadcast in exchange? Yeah, he's over that. It's gotten his hackles up in a few ways.

Which is why he's unsure when his device goes with a message -- even more when it's her. But the thing is -- if he doesn't help her? She'll hurt people.

And he can't let that happen.

He helped Mason with his transformations here, he can do it for her. But first, he needs to find her.]

where are you?

[consequence]

[She could have pushed, tried to make things right but when she'd only been on board for a few days and the first person not from Mystic Falls that she'd met wanted to know about all the things she'd done in her past -- it seemed pretty clear just what had happened. Those sort of messages aren't hard to misunderstand.

So she gave him space. It's a big ship.

Except right now it feels too small and maybe it's the space or that she feels like she's running a quick fever. She manages to reply quickly.]


my quarters

[lockwood]

[He couldn't risk it -- not in his head. It had been a way to try to make up for his past mistakes. Last time he trusted her twelve hybrids died -- not to mention his own mother. He couldn't just not say anything.

The thing about when Tyler takes action is he rarely knows what the right sort of action really is. So he stumbles and hopes it's the right one.

Right. He recalls seeing her number before and he's already making sure he has some of the supplies. He has wolfsbane he had been taken from Mason's room -- just in case -- and a few chains and things he had kept in the closet -- also just in case he'd need them again.]

I'll be there shortly.

[consequence]

not planning on going anywhere

[She erases the 'Ty' that had come almost naturally. She sends the message and begins to pace. Her fingers press to her temples, trying to see if she can just will it to stop. Mind over matter. The moon isn't even around to impact them naturally -- she doesn't understand why this still happens.

She's beginning to believe it's biological more than it is mystical. That there's something inside of her that pushes her to do this to herself. The pacing is slightly helping. So are the odd flashes of cities she's never seen before.]

[lockwood]

good

[A lot of things on this ship don't make sense -- the fact that people still transform is one of them.

Soon enough Tyler's fathered the supplies he needs and he's gotten himself to her room, knocking on it.

He cracks his neck, more than a little uncomfortable on a few levels.]

[consequence]

[She's pacing when he arrives, moving quickly to the door and opening it. She wants to have relief in seeing him, but she knows that this is probably the last place he wants to be.]

Sorry. Look, I'd handle it fine -- I've been handling it fine, but all the extra thoughts -- these other feelings, it's putting me off balance. I don't want something that's stuck from someone else to set off how shitty this could get.

[lockwood]

[He makes his way inside -- he doesn't really want to be here but:]

Yeah, and nobody else needs this shitty week getting worse because you attacked someone.

[Hes making it clear he's not here for her -- he's here to make sure she doesn't hurt anyone.]

[consequence]

[Hayley frowns. She could have not called him.]

Thanks, because I really needed the threat of some additional guilt. [She exhales and begins pacing again.] I could've not called you, but I knew I needed help.

[She's trying to take that advice... even if she's doing it too late.]

[lockwood]

[He bites back the remark he wants to make. That he didn't realize she could feel guilt -- bickering isn't going to do anything. Instead he tosses over the bottle of wolfsbane water he fixed for her.]

Luckily, I had stuff left over from when my Uncle Mason was still here.

[consequence]

[She catches the bottle, feeling it hit a bit hard against her chest.]

Mm. The Lockwood family special. It does a body ... well, horrible. [Hayley toys with the bottle in her hands for a moment before moving toward one of her drawers. She pulls out a bottle of pretty decent scotch. Pilfered from the other ship. Moving across the room she hands it to him.]

Now, we both have something that burns on the way down.

[lockwood]

Yep. But it does the job. [The job of weakening them once they're transformed. Which is important.

He takes the bottle from her, opening it up and taking a swig straight from the bottle.]

At least this tastes better.