she sits still as he works the comb through her hair. bless him. he's good at this.]
Yes.
[she won't argue against that! honestly, she should have spent last night in one of the pods. ...she just hadn't wanted to be alone, and the only way to ensure she'd be healing would be to settle down inside of one before falling asleep, and if she's being honest the thought of being shut in somewhere alone was a little terrifying last night.
besides, she wanted to stay with percy and vax, just in case either one of them...
but it wasn't them.
her breath catches, and che puts a hand up to her face as if she can keep herself from crying like that.]
[ he continues to brush quietly, knows why she wanted to come with them to curfew instead of spending the night in the pod, and he should have pressed harder but instead he just bundled her up and took her with him. irresponsible. he's mad at himself for it.
but it's done, so now he's going to just separate out what hair has been clipped and shorn, trying to see if he can at least figure out what might have done this. does her hair looked burnt at the ends here or slashed? bitten at? :( how short at the cut bits? ]
Couldn't breathe, the entire place was suffused in this musty scent. Old books, and overwhelmingly strong.
[he shouldn't be mad at himself for it because if he'd ditched her in the medbay she probably would have tried to run after him and gotten stuck in the park in the central node en route to the archway for the library.
it doesn't look burnt or bitten! slashed might be a better way to describe how it looks, though it certainly doesn't look like it was cut with scissors or anything. it's not a clean cut - some parts of them are shorter than others, it's all pretty uneven.]
...that's going to make investigating there difficult tomorrow.
[there was just so much of it that it congealed to black goop i don't know final fantasy
and, well
as he's dealing with her hair he will... most likely... notice that there is a wound at the back of her head... and since he'd be familiar with them i will just tell you that it's a bad news sized bullet hole]
...well... the first thing that happened was that I found myself alone on a tundra. There wasn't anyone around at first, but then I encountered some soldiers, and... they immediately called me a heretic and attacked me.
and jiuqing - well, she doesn't know, not immediately. there are more injuries on her than she can count, and she stares down at her hands, trying to think of what he might have seen on the back of her head to make him stop like that -
it comes rushing back to her, and her voice catches at the back of her throat.
"it hurts me to do this."
her hands are trembling. she laces her fingers together tightly, as if that will stop them.]
...just - this place. Using people we care about against us. That's all it is. That's all.
[she sounds like she's trying to convince herself of that, really.]
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she sits still as he works the comb through her hair. bless him. he's good at this.]
Yes.
[she won't argue against that! honestly, she should have spent last night in one of the pods. ...she just hadn't wanted to be alone, and the only way to ensure she'd be healing would be to settle down inside of one before falling asleep, and if she's being honest the thought of being shut in somewhere alone was a little terrifying last night.
besides, she wanted to stay with percy and vax, just in case either one of them...
but it wasn't them.
her breath catches, and che puts a hand up to her face as if she can keep herself from crying like that.]
...what did you find?
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but it's done, so now he's going to just separate out what hair has been clipped and shorn, trying to see if he can at least figure out what might have done this. does her hair looked burnt at the ends here or slashed? bitten at? :( how short at the cut bits? ]
Couldn't breathe, the entire place was suffused in this musty scent. Old books, and overwhelmingly strong.
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it doesn't look burnt or bitten! slashed might be a better way to describe how it looks, though it certainly doesn't look like it was cut with scissors or anything. it's not a clean cut - some parts of them are shorter than others, it's all pretty uneven.]
...that's going to make investigating there difficult tomorrow.
[her brow furrows a little.]
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It is. I'm not sure of what we'll be finding tomorrow. The inability to breathe there hopefully isn't something that will persist at least.
[ because they seriously need to have a look at that place. ]
Do you want me to trim your hair a bit, or should I braid these in...?
[ he holds the cut hairs gently. ] What happened?
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[she looks down at her hands.]
It's... from yesterday. You can braid it if you'd like, but I was just thinking I'd put my hair up in a bun until I could decide what to do with it.
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Do you... would you want to discuss where you went? [ a soft pause ] I didn't want to trouble you with it yesterday. I was just happy you were back.
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[and also, like, lowkey terrified of estinien, but that's fine.]
We can talk about it. I'm just... I'm not sure where to start.
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You came back covered in...
[ he frowns at every bump and bruise, eventually helping her to maybe settle on one of the cots so they can just. rest. ]
From the beginning might be best. I have nowhere else I need nor want to be.
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[there was just so much of it that it congealed to black goop i don't know final fantasy
and, well
as he's dealing with her hair he will... most likely... notice that there is a wound at the back of her head... and since he'd be familiar with them i will just tell you that it's a bad news sized bullet hole]
...well... the first thing that happened was that I found myself alone on a tundra. There wasn't anyone around at first, but then I encountered some soldiers, and... they immediately called me a heretic and attacked me.
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[ and then he stops. because when he does see it, i'm sorry, he just sort of chokes a bit. ]
Jiuqing... What is this?
[ he doesn't touch it, he just looks at it, his hand very lightly resting at the base of her neck as he pushes a bit more hair away from it. ]
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and jiuqing - well, she doesn't know, not immediately. there are more injuries on her than she can count, and she stares down at her hands, trying to think of what he might have seen on the back of her head to make him stop like that -
it comes rushing back to her, and her voice catches at the back of her throat.
"it hurts me to do this."
her hands are trembling. she laces her fingers together tightly, as if that will stop them.]
...just - this place. Using people we care about against us. That's all it is. That's all.
[she sounds like she's trying to convince herself of that, really.]