Celia's Multimuse

"I- I. . ."

She genuinely don't know what it can take to get him back.

"I I'll do what I can. . ."

She's still clearly scared of him, but her brows furrows, putting on a slight brave face despite the fear.

"L- leave him, give richie back! And leave!"

Her voice does crack at the first half, but she's genuinely trying her best.

She shakes her head, rapidly. Sinking into the corner further.

"N- no, you're not richie, who are you!?"

Ally gazes up when he's tossed in, she shuffles back away, pushing herself into a corner to get further away from him.

"Y- you! What are you!?"

@ilovebeingalive.bsky.social

As Richie gets tossed into a jail cell, Ally is on the ground there already inside, she's been patched up just enough to not bleed out but she clearly still looks like a mess.

She's crying now, both from pain and his possessed creepy smile so close before he runs away, but she soon passes out again. Right before the mob gets to her.

Ally flinches and falls back down to her knee without Richie's help, she yelps in pain and tries to shuffle back. Seeing the green glow in his eyes.

"W- what are you d-doing Richie? Don't leave me here. . ."

Her voice is cracking and she's trying to hold over the deepest wound.

"i'm scared richie. . ."

She whimpers too, seeing the lights close in from the dark town, doing her best to get up too but clearly struggling.

"W- who are you talking to?"

She can't really get up, too woozy and out of it due to the lack of blood, even if she reaches up to cling to his shirt.

"I- I can't remember anything richie. What's going on?"

A soft sound escapes Ally's throat, her eyes slowly opening.

"R- richie? W- what happened?"

She clearly struggles to breathe, her voice hoarse.

She's breathing, clearly alive. But still passed out and bleeding heavily. There is even bloody marks from Richie's hands left around her throat, that's probably how she passed out.

At his feet, wounded and passed out lays Ally, there is a clear big sign of struggle, blood splatteded several places around them and she's a mess.

"Well that's fair enough, you look blue. Hold on, I'll get you some hot cocoa. Are you allergic against anything?"

She gives him a strange look before they get inside.

"The fuck is snow poisoning?"

She sets him down on a massive but comfortable couch, grabbing a blanket for him.

// /silly

//Whaaat? You don't wanna play emma's adopted child who ends up traumatizing half the town again!?

//A LOT!

//closest was when you had tinky ruin richie a little. But we should like totally do anlther big one like that time possessed richie tore brooke's horns and split her into two people.

//and this isnt even the worst of it lmaooo

// it seems both of us are giving you a hard time lmao

//I say as if I'm not a part of the problem a lot of the time

//You're so mean to our poor boy richie XD

//Tell me about it XD I'm gonna start a protest to keep richie alive.

"OH OH OH YES! The bodies! When?"

Ruth exclaims as she jumps excitedly.

James: "Well do you feel ready? Cause they're all right here."

He opens one if the steel doors in the wall, pulling out a sheet covered body.

"As I said. We can be lucky"

Is all the responds with, her brow is slightly raised at his comments. It feels out of character from what happened before. Not from the recording and until now but before then too. How upset he was

She genuinely don't know how to respond to him in a, Well. Good manner

She knows that's what he plan is, but what she's not telling ash is that she's never recalled a time in her life where a plan has actually worked out, hence her lack of hope to begin with. But that hasn't stopped her from ever trying.

"We can be lucky."

"Well a whore he will get."

Her upset comes from the fact that this sorry excuse of a human being is using anything like this against ash.

Her voice is low when she responds.

"Just follow along with what he wants ok, insults are only words. You know the best thing to do is to keep him happy. If he wants me to be a whore.."
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When the audio finishes, she doesn't show much of a change. Again only s slight heaviness in her breath that Ash can hear. She hands him the ear plug back.

She's honestly not feeling that upset about all those comments, they're not wrong after all.
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She doesn't speak though, not too sure what to say, both after this and what happened in the dressing room. She hates this guilt, overflowing in her. And she hates that he seems to be angry with her.