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[featherduster]

i preemptively know i'll need this

Comments

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

[ There's embarrassment in his expression, but something warm and private, too ]

It wasn't his job to worry about that. But I agree.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

[gently flicks Aloe's forehead]

It's no one's job. No one does that kind of thing unless they want to.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

[ Rubs at the spot... ]

I know. Just-- it's a lot to put on anyone. I'm sure that's why he didn't say anything himself.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

I'm sure it was.

It's a little embarrassing, but do you want to see? Once we're done with the rest of these.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

Yeah, I do.

[ He holds up the slip of paper he'd indicated earlier. Frost's memory. ]

Actually, this felt similar, in a way.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

[frowns at it a little. truly that could be anything]

What is it of?

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

The night you saved my life.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

[oh]

Oh...I wasn't expecting that.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

[ Smiles a little ]

Neither was I.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

Can't imagine it made for the most pleasant viewing.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

Not exactly. But...

I'm glad for anything that helps me understand you better.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

Well.

[looks at the pile. the pile that he watched Aloe write and then stole immediately to hoard away]

I get it. Maybe.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

[ Also looks at it ]




Yes, I suppose you do.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

[( '-')]

I'm just greedy, though.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

I can't claim I'm not. Picking it out of the bowl was an accident, but if there'd been some way of knowing? I'd have done it anyway.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

...there is, now.

I took some of the blank papers. If there's anything you really wanted to see, I'd show you.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

... I don't want to reopen old wounds...

[ "But" ]

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

[squeezes his hand]

It's okay. I'm offering.

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

After that performance.

When you altered my memory.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

You want to see what I was thinking?

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

No. I want to see what you were feeling.

Re: top-level (frost)

[endsjustified]

[he starts to say something else, but it sticks in his throat

just scribbles a couple of lines on a blank slip and hands it over]

Re: top-level (frost)

[featherduster]

[ He studies Frost's expression for a long moment, but then reaches out to take it ]

cw gore, torture

[endsjustified]

[he just went very closed for a second there, blank

It hurts so much that you're not sure what you're feeling is pain anymore. You're in a soup of adrenaline and agony, the pain of being shredded and dismantled and the pain of your flesh knitting blending into each other until they're one and the same. You want to know what's happened to the others, but you can barely think outside the confines of your own bleeding self. Flesh parts, parts again. You're dismembered, vivisected, blown apart, crushed. You wonder if you're screaming; you lost track, multiple fatal wounds ago. Your vocal cords were probably destroyed at least once, five, fifty times anyway. You just don't know.

(the urge is still there)

At some point the agony lessens enough for you to perceive it has lessened. Not enough to get you lucid, but if you're noticing at all it must have eased by an exponential degree.

(the urge is still strong, to use what you've been given)

There are hands on you, a babble of voices, a point of focus. Warmth, cutting through a cleavage point in your world of pain. Healing that doesn't hurt.

(the urge claws its way out, and rationale comes with it to make it make sense, in your scrambling, scrambled mind. get away get away i deserve this i hurt him i'll hurt you more. i'll make you go while i can. i'll use this to make things better. it's better if you just know to hate me.)

You seize him. You give in.]

Re: cw gore, torture

[featherduster]

[ Yeah. He thought it might be something like that. Like the time with Lethe and Minuet...

He closes his hand around the paper, expression inscrutable ]

Thank you.