2020-06-03 Calling in Some Female Strength - L, Fiona and Vincent

L walks along the streets of Alexandra before ending up at the park. She is dressed in a white blouse and simple black ankle length skirt . She has her hair in a simple plain bun. She sits down by a tree leaning her back against .. She had a card in one hand and the other her phone. She looks  around watching people pass from her spot .

She scrolls in her contact then finds Fi’s number . she mashes the phone icon and waits patiently exhaling softly as she tunes into the birds chirping . She would call Dr. Singh but needed to hear a friendly female voice first and to tell Fiona first before she told Singh. She was embolden by Kira another survivor to not let hers or their own rape go in vain or unacknowledged  Fiona's reply was also a polite but firm nudge to wake up to arms . That reply to her tweet was another great catalyst . Texting Seamus had helped as well as her Papa giving her the card.

Fiona had worked the early shift at Thrifty's in the deli. She’s still in her white golf shirt and black jeans with her black and white trainers. Her red hair is in a simple low ponytail but she has a bit of hat head going on. The hat and apron get left at the meat department. She was just about to unlock her door and go home when her phone rang. She pauses outside and sees L’s name and number and answers “Hellooo?” Her voice is friendly.

L is watching from her post people chatting and children running as she holds her phone to her ear. She startles as she deep in thought but knows she needs to pull herself out . “eloo , Fiona’ she say in her clearly female toned voice to help Fiona distinguish what mode she is in this day .’is that you ‘ She say happily “course its you ‘

Fiona clues in; L sounds girly? Femme day. “Well I hope I’m me. Unless I’ve been replaced by the body snatchers again…..I hate it when they only shave one leg though….just makes it weird. Anyhow I suspect that’s not why you’re calling me?”

L smiles as she hears Fiona's friendly but witty remarks and just chuckles . her face hurt a bit because she hasn't smiled much these days but hearing her friends witty retorts where like sweet medicine ‘Well could be worse… they could have spinched… or whatever zat thing in that harry potter movie is.. Oui I finally got around to watching it.. I dislike you a bit.. Okay not so much. I'm obsessed now.. ‘She retorts ‘i could never dislike you .. but no that's not why i called..  ‘ She exhales . ‘I called because of  Kira  and that whole fisco  about zat man using her Pain for gain  and tweeting.’ she say softly as she attempts to get it out ‘thank you for ze reply ‘ she say softly sounding confirming and grateful

Fiona snorted “Oh yeah splinching...bad times..” she does her best Tonk’s accent. And then she listens and sighs and stops clowning around “Oh L. You don’t have to thank me. Are you ok?”

L chuckles softly at her decent Tonks accent then tapers off her laughter as  the conversation changes back to what she called Fiona for “Well i know i don't . you all have been so wonderful to me and i'm glad i still have you all in my life . ‘ she slowly exhales ‘well i'm better than i was but  still trying to figure it all out.. Oui.. ‘ she says  in a bit of a pained voice. ‘As you can see with my tweet.. i don't believe what happened that night had all my approval.. .. ‘ she trails off sniffing softly ‘it appears even though i love my Angelique.. I'm not liking the way she was made.. Since I believe i didn't say yes.. I'm sure i didn't say yes ‘ she trails off “i'm missing her and .. ‘ she turns a bit sliding around the tree so she wasn't in plain sight.. ‘ she can't find the word anymore she sounds pain but sure .  The sounds of play and laughing can be heard

Fiona’s eyes dart to her phone worriedly “L, where are you right now? I’m hearing you….and I’m here for you. You sound like you’re outside. Do you want me to walk over? I just need to let Vincent know I’m not coming up…”

L looks around ‘I'm  at the park.. ‘ she says softly  looking around watching some kids play ‘If it is not too much .. i would like to see a friendly face ‘ she says softly

“OK L give me a few here and then I’ll swing by. I’ll see you very soon OK?” She hangs up and sighs sadly and then lets herself in and dashes upstairs “Vincent?” She calls out looking for him. She’s not inclined to take off her shoes if she’s going right back out again in a moment “Minstrel?”

Vincent appears in the doorway, barely running into Fiona.  He has a basket of laundry in both hands and he heads those three steps to the washer and dryer just off their kitchen door.  “Oh hey, Boss.  You’re home.”  He steps back and sets the laundry on the counter top and turns back to give her a kiss.

Fiona leans in to kiss Vincent sweetly but pulls back after and says “I’m not staying yet. I just got a call from L. She...today….I’m going to meet her at the park. Did you read all those tweets from you about that whole radio fiasco?”

Vincent grins.  “Oh, L … well tell her I said hello.  I have laundry to keep me company.”  he nods slowly.  “Yea … Sally posted them on the website, so I got to see the ones from people I don’t even follow.  But Kagiso and India forgave them and .. yea that fundraiser’s in a few days which reminds me.  India wants us all to meet tomorrow night for a dress rehearsal.  Another reason I'm doing laundry now.”

“L just looks around pocketing her phone into a tiny hand bag and pulls her knees up to her chest as she bites her lip . she was glad Fiona was coming and hoped she didn't pull her from anything important.  She draws in the grass a bit as she waits

Fiona nods “OK…..shoot to remind me to decide on a dress later...or decide for me...surprise me. L needs some….L needs to talk about stuff so I’m going to meet her for a walk. I’ll text you when I’m coming back my little laundry elf.” She leans in to kiss him again before she goes.

Vincent kisses her and watches her go titillating.  “In THAT case I'm gonna wash what I’m wearing.  Yea naked laundry!” and he sets the basket down and starts taking off his socks.

Fiona looks Vincent up and down and giggles “Save me some of that. I’ll be back.” And with a little sigh, she’s off to walk. She weaves her way through the ton to the park and begins to look for L, spotting her sitting against a tree. She walks up and sits down with a little hand pat if it seems to be allowed “Hey there L…..” She says gently.

L looks light years away as she watches a bit  her head on her knees.. . She sees some trainers and looks up as she hears Fiona's voice “ello’ she says happily but her face looks intense. She warms a bit as she allows Fiona to pat her . ‘how are you.. How's Vincent.. I hope i didn't interrupt anyzing ‘ she say softly 

Fiona crosses her legs like a pretzel and sits back a bit “I’m good. Vincent’s good..” She giggles “He’s having his own little laundry party and I support that.” She doesn’t elaborate and stops giggling “I’m here for you L….you were talking about the man who...fathered your daughter…”She doesn’t spell it out but waits.

L looks over at her ‘oh…. ‘ she says giggling a bit as Fiona giggles ‘just a dirty clothes party eh’ she says raising her black brow ‘ she smiles  then goes to lean on her as the subject of her Angelique's father.. ‘You mean the man that forced himself on me while i was being stupid and high. ‘ she exhales softly . ‘i got a flash last night .. i was pushing him off ‘ she exhales a snort ..’wish id cut his ball off with my vodka bottle.. ‘ she exhales .


Fiona smiles but then goes gravely serious. She looks around to make sure there are no kids or other people in the hearing range and then speaks “Drunk or high is not consent….I’m so sorry L. Keep the vodka bottle fantasy. Jagged broken bottles, lots of blood vessels in the balls….not to be gory….oh what am I saying I love being gory. Especially about guys like that. Are you getting any kind of counselling?”

L looks down and exhales then looks over to her . ‘I dreamt I did it..  I think I actually fought him a bit, even broke the bottle  but was too drunk to puncture his tiny nasty balls .. he has baby balls  . ‘. she smirks and shakes her head. . she looks away a bit then turns back  Fiona. ‘I'm going to call Singh .. i just need to sort out a bit before i go in ..and i wanted to tell you and Shay before i tell someone i don't know as well.. ‘ she exhales. ‘

“Did you ever go to Dr. Singh when he was our school counselor? He’s really kind. But you can totally talk to me too. I dropped in one day….when my parents were separated….just family stuff but he was very patient. Ironically I didn’t go to him about Joey Piccolo. I don’t know if I ever told you that...I don’t think I told either of my brothers, just Vincent….Joey tried to rape me. He didn’t succeed but it was terrifying even just to be part way there...or think it was happening. L I can’t imagine your pain. But I support you in whatever you need to do to face it.”

L turns to her holding out hands like she's attempting to seek a hug “i never did.. I almost did because i hated seeing you all try so hard to reach me .. i was going to go in but something stopped me. My denial.. My guilt ‘she says soft and looks at you sympathetic ‘ i could shank him.. Why .. why do some people think that's okay.. Just why do .. . ‘ she says softly  then turning her attention to her friend in one accord  of her pain ‘‘i'm so sorry he did that. I can understand the fear and pain  you felt.. ‘ she says looking genuinely to her . ‘ you just being here speaks volumes..

Fiona leans forward and does hug L “I know. And I’m sorry about you….” She sighs “And you’re amazing for speaking out and standing up for Kira. I feel so bad for that girl. I don’t even really know her but...wow..it’s so fucked up.”

L nos as she is hugged “‘Us survivors have to stick together and stand up for each other… I'm glad for the apology .. and i'm glad the community is helping her .. it is fucked up..  I can't imagine if it was me ,  her pain being out for everyone to see.. . I hope the best for her and will do what I can to stand with her in solidarity . it is fuck up but she has all of us behind her.. ‘ she say strongly and proudly

Fiona pats L on the back and then lets go “You should call Dr. Singh. I think the more you get to talk, the better. I mean it might feel worse at first but eventually…” she looks hopeful “You don’t still have to talk to the guy do you? Was his name Jacques?”


L let's go and sit extends her legs a bit stretch them .. she holds up Singhs card and goes to show it to her ‘yes papa and shay say i need to .. and i will ‘ she say ‘i think hell help me sort out myself… she looks back at her smiling a bit then frowns at the name ‘no luckily.. I don't.. Luckily i was smart to get my music copyrighted as Grandma Belle said to .. so I don't have to even deal with him musically . ‘ she says softly ‘ i feel bad for his new wife but she was just as cow as he was.. They made for each other .’ she said softly . ‘She is more controlling than Jacques was .. ‘ she exhales growling a bit at the thought..

Fiona looks relieved L doesn’t have to talk to Jacques and has control over her music. “I’m glad you came back L. This is a good place to find healing and hope. I mean if yesterday’s George Floyd protest wasn’t proof of that I don’t know what is.  Also I’d be super bummed if you couldn’t make our wedding..” She says with a smile “I had to meet Vincent’s priest. He was pretty cool and I didn’t burst into flames so we’re all good.”

L looks at  Fiona her beaming ‘I’m glad to be back with people that care for each other .A place where people come together  to show support for one another. “ she say softly remembering the peaceful , soulful and hope filled protest she attend alongside her Papa  and all her friends ‘ she then smiles chuckles “ besides where else would i get to dress up as Marie Annotine or Beethoven as I celebrate my dear friend’s nuptials ‘she chuckles “Depending on my mood ‘ she jokes ‘ I wouldn't miss it for the world ‘ she smiles ‘oh that's wonderful Fiona.. So you're all good with the holy man zen ‘ she say softly  ‘i'm so glad ‘ she claps grinning broadly

Fiona beams “Be trippy if you did a mash up of those two characters….or dear old Marie carrying her head after the guillotine. Hell the priest was talking about being the priest from The Exorcist….it was a weird day, delightfully weird.” She admits.


L laughs softly  ‘I got it . ‘ she claps ‘I could be zombified Mozart came back from ze dead since Mozart was never really dead.. He was always flamboyant so if I was still feel femme.. I could wear pink!” She laughs softly  at Fiona quip about the Priest ‘oh i like zat Priest . he’s a keeper for sure . ‘  She exhales and smile big at Fiona ‘

Fiona does a little double snap and puts both her pointer fingers in the air “Zombie Mozart! Yes!!! I love it.” She nods about Father Liam and then reaches to give L’s hand a squeeze if she can “Thank you for reaching out to me L. I’m here for you anytime.”


L smiles as Fiona squeezes her hand back  as she chuckles “ I glad i have you all and thank you for being here for me ‘ she smiles as she goes to stand  attempting to help Fiona up as does ‘I need to go make dinner  for papa and his male friend . I bet you Vincent is waiting for you ‘ She wiggles her eyebrows ‘Have  a good night “