she reaches up and eases her hairpin out of her hair. there's decorative metal forget-me-nots on it, with an amber stone in the center of the largest one. she presses it into hot pants's hand, and when she makes contact with it, she'll feel a wave of calm rush over her.]
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[and she really, really hates it.
she reaches up and eases her hairpin out of her hair. there's decorative metal forget-me-nots on it, with an amber stone in the center of the largest one. she presses it into hot pants's hand, and when she makes contact with it, she'll feel a wave of calm rush over her.]
It's a pattern I'd like to see broken.
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[She takes that hairpin, carefully...and the calm comes, like a soothing blanket. Hot Pants closes her eyes, holding it delicately.]
I agree with you. I'll fight with every inch of my soul for that.
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[she relaxes a little when she sees that the calming effect of the stone is working. whew. good.]
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[She's reaching over to touch Su's shoulder. Just as calming.]
Thank you, Su.
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[she smiles]
...you're a dear friend to me, Miss Hot Pants. I want to do my best to take care of you.
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[A warmth settles in her emotions, now, like a little sun, mixed with a sort of vague bashfulness.]
Ah. You're...a dear friend, too.
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Thank you... it means a lot to me to hear that.