(x-posted ) twilight / i got hecka bored and made a poor decision / voicetesting

[uprooting]

[ three guesses who's less than thrilled about being put on the spot like this. ]

You act like I don't know what you're thinking.

[ and that sends a flicker of something across her face. she doesn't want to know, doesn't want to think about - ]

No. You can't just send me away like that, not when things are finally getting - close to normal again. I have a routine, I'm alert, I have a life again. Why do you want to take that away from me? After all of this, how could you even think of tossing me out there to the wolves?

Figuratively.

And it's -

[ she stops. it's not even like he'll be there. ]

You're worse than Charlie.

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poor decision, she(?) says... hope it's okay for "him" to show up, totally understand if it's not!

[eddybooboo]

[But he'll always be here, whether that's a comfort or not... Well, there isn't anything he can do about it one way or another. As much as he wishes otherwise, especially in this moment, after hearing that she's finally...moving on.

Even if he were to refuse to speak, his mere presence threatens to ruin everything she's worked for—furious is a gross understatement. Then again, from the sounds of it, her Mundane also threatens to ruin everything and he's just as helpless to do anything about that, either.

Mutters:] Magnet for trouble...

OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! forgive me if i'm a little shaky!

[uprooting]

[ a chill runs up her back, blooming from her neck through her entire body, and she freezes.

at first, it's just his voice, and she assumes it's all in her head again. she closes her eyes, lifts her head upward in an attempt to capture it better, and it's only when it registers how close it sounds that it dawns on her to turn.

(strange, after all the time she's spent chasing his memory, his voice, him down, that her first instinct is to cling to what she knows she can get.) ]

Edward -

[ and her first thought is she's too far gone, maybe she deserves to be thrown to those proverbial wolves if she's seeing things. maybe they're all right, maybe it's become too much -

but then there's the low and dulcet tone of his voice, the warmth in her ears, his build and the way his hair falls into his eyes, and she swears, she swears her heart stops then and there. ]

You're here. You came back.

no worries, she's fantastic

[eddybooboo]

[You came back cuts through him like a hot knife through butter, though his face remains smooth, unaffected. It's difficult to discern how to proceed, given everything that he knows about her current timeline, what happens in her future...at least how it unfolds back "home."]

I don't know that I came back, as I've never exactly left this place, but yes, I'm here. And now you're here. [He allows himself to give a small, sad smile.]

Why are you here, Bella? What does your Mundane have in store for you? [As if he has any right to ask these questions.]

[uprooting]

[ at first, she doesn't hear him, and her feet move of their own accord as she rushes forward to embrace him, gears clicking into place that he's here and he's not running. and then she listens. she looks. the melancholy of his expression gives her pause.

he doesn't want to see her. of course he doesn't.

there's something suffocating her. something makes her posture hang limp, loose, wilted all over again. ]

I don't know all the details. [ she tries to force her tone into one more clipped, but achieves only a quiet nervousness. ] Something about Wonderland.

Right now, it could be worse.