[it really is so funny. Oh no baby let me help heal your injuries. I want a smooth canvas for later.
Rosamund's eyes rest uneasily on the bite mark as she changes out her cloth. The blade slashes too. To think they'd come back as children in this state was terrifying. Children could be very brave. Two of her own small friends were truly ferocious opponents in a fight.
But they shouldn't have to be.]
Oh, don't worry about it. [Her eyes flick up as that band snaps again, and she fluffs out a new cloth to wipe the rest of the remaining blood.] It was over ten years ago, by now.
[jokes.]
...Whatever happened must have been dreadful, though.
[ let me soothe your bullet wounds so i can put more bullets in you later
vi was a tough kid then, and she was a tough kid now, in this situation. it almost had been better than home, really. things weren't totally fucked yet. she still had time to fix things. laying here, as rosamund works on her back - she thinks about taking wis'adel and kate's hands, and how they didn't pull away. how powder always did.
she snaps the wrist tie again. ]
Hah. [ at the joke, as her eyes slide to the floor. ]
... It wasn't as bad as you'd think. Which I guess is the terrifying part.
Hmm. [Rosamund frowns.] Sort of like...a calm before the storm?
[She thinks, suddenly, of a sunny day with two new friends at her side. Guiding her to the festivities in her betrothal best, meeting her parents, her friends. Her beloved.
[ but. y'know. not far from too good to be true. ]
Nothing action packed or running for your life, nothing too dangerous. Just a pack of kids and the devil and wanting someone who'd accept them for who they were. Sounds nice, right? Finding an all-powerful being who says you're pretty cool as is.
"Nothing too dangerous?" [She says, actively cleaning out her bullet wounds. You can hear the wry doubt clear as a bell.]
...A devil. [Admittedly, a concept she's more aware of in the abstract than in truth. What is the religion practiced in fairy tale world? we do not know and I will not justify it. But she knows of a little wooden boy who was told by a shape in the doorway that he was right and good, and he could be given the power to save his father from the perils of the Neverafter, should he do as he was told. And that deal had proved a dreadfully dark one.] Honestly, Vi? It sounds like a good way to get in over your head.
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Rosamund's eyes rest uneasily on the bite mark as she changes out her cloth. The blade slashes too. To think they'd come back as children in this state was terrifying. Children could be very brave. Two of her own small friends were truly ferocious opponents in a fight.
But they shouldn't have to be.]
Oh, don't worry about it. [Her eyes flick up as that band snaps again, and she fluffs out a new cloth to wipe the rest of the remaining blood.] It was over ten years ago, by now.
[jokes.]
...Whatever happened must have been dreadful, though.
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vi was a tough kid then, and she was a tough kid now, in this situation. it almost had been better than home, really. things weren't totally fucked yet. she still had time to fix things. laying here, as rosamund works on her back - she thinks about taking wis'adel and kate's hands, and how they didn't pull away. how powder always did.
she snaps the wrist tie again. ]
Hah. [ at the joke, as her eyes slide to the floor. ]
... It wasn't as bad as you'd think. Which I guess is the terrifying part.
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Hmm. [Rosamund frowns.] Sort of like...a calm before the storm?
[She thinks, suddenly, of a sunny day with two new friends at her side. Guiding her to the festivities in her betrothal best, meeting her parents, her friends. Her beloved.
A scene she forfeited a lifetime ago.]
...Or was it something too good to be true?
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[ but. y'know. not far from too good to be true. ]
Nothing action packed or running for your life, nothing too dangerous. Just a pack of kids and the devil and wanting someone who'd accept them for who they were. Sounds nice, right? Finding an all-powerful being who says you're pretty cool as is.
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...A devil. [Admittedly, a concept she's more aware of in the abstract than in truth. What is the religion practiced in fairy tale world? we do not know and I will not justify it. But she knows of a little wooden boy who was told by a shape in the doorway that he was right and good, and he could be given the power to save his father from the perils of the Neverafter, should he do as he was told. And that deal had proved a dreadfully dark one.] Honestly, Vi? It sounds like a good way to get in over your head.
Did it ask something of you?
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I'm always in over my head.
[ this is perhaps stunningly self aware but right now she's so tired and in pain that she just. feels it. ]
That's the thing - it didn't. It didn't ask for anything at all. It said we could just... be us. We didn't have to be perfect.