[This makes him sort of laugh again, and he shakes his head.]
No, nothing like that, I'm afraid. It was... um, some kind of... I don't know exactly. I was trapped in darkness and... flesh? It was trying to keep me there, and I felt like I couldn't remember anything.
Awww, well. [She knocks his elbow with hers, lightly.] It's not as if we were separated for too long. You didn't miss all that much. We had another party, and then a big pillow fort place appeared so we watched you all gather for curfew with hot cocoa and lots of blankets.
Anyway she is IMMENSELY relieved at seeing him again.]
Oh, please, I'm perfectly fine. The heal gun fixed me right up! [Points to where I'm saying fake PiB slashed the shit out of her.] It's you I'm worried about.
[LMAO NO IT'S FINE JUST THE GALL TO GO OUT ON ME LITERALLY 13 HOURS ALMOST BEFORE OFFICIAL ENDGAME DAY EXCUSE ME not me now having a whole month of a paid]
Ah. That's good. I'm glad.
[DON'T WORRY ABOUT HIM. It's fine, it's fine. He has not had a heal gun yet, or a med pod, or anything, but he is--well, he's alive!! :') He's more exhausted than anything else, but.]
[SHE WOULD NEVER CRISP HIM unless rage waves hit her again.]
All right.
[She places her hands on where she remembers the impact being worst and casts a gentle spell. Cure Wounds. The damage isn't wholly gone, but lessened, as is the pain. She looks considerably more tired now — she's used a fair bit of magic on and off today, and it's starting to get to her now.]
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He is here with his scrawny, toothpick self!!]
How do you feel?
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[Taking a long swig of boba and also instinctively taking one of his hands in hers.]
We missed you when you left, you know.
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[This makes him laugh. The boba part. He takes her hand, putting his other one on top of hers, too.]
I assumed you were glad to be rid of me. [A joke.] I missed you all. I didn't mean to leave so unexpectedly.
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[Looks to him curiously.]
Did Lucien appear again and swoop you up with him?
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No, nothing like that, I'm afraid. It was... um, some kind of... I don't know exactly. I was trapped in darkness and... flesh? It was trying to keep me there, and I felt like I couldn't remember anything.
Then I woke up in the stasis pod.
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I don't pretend to know what might have caused it, but I'm glad. Even if you got a head start on us. We all cheered for you!
[The cool ones did.]
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You all are too kind. I was more disgruntled that the lot of you weren't there with me. I really did miss you all.
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I think you all had too much of a party by the mess that was all on the HER-MES. But... I don't blame you.
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[Says the one person with ZERO USE for EIGHTY LABS.]
w7, sat
my account expired as i was writing this tag]
Rosamund...? Are you alright?
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Anyway she is IMMENSELY relieved at seeing him again.]
Oh, please, I'm perfectly fine. The heal gun fixed me right up! [Points to where I'm saying fake PiB slashed the shit out of her.] It's you I'm worried about.
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Ah. That's good. I'm glad.
[DON'T WORRY ABOUT HIM. It's fine, it's fine. He has not had a heal gun yet, or a med pod, or anything, but he is--well, he's alive!! :') He's more exhausted than anything else, but.]
I just... need some rest, I think.
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Yeah. Rest.
[She can feel the weariness settling into her own bones, even as her mind is humming with electric potential.
She looks at him though, thinking. Then lifts her hands in front of him.]
May I try something?
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[His brows rise, but he sort of nods. HE'S TOO TRUSTING!! He does not think Rosamund would hurt him, though. He's fine.]
Sure, alright. Go ahead.
[Turn him into something crispy.]
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All right.
[She places her hands on where she remembers the impact being worst and casts a gentle spell. Cure Wounds. The damage isn't wholly gone, but lessened, as is the pain. She looks considerably more tired now — she's used a fair bit of magic on and off today, and it's starting to get to her now.]
Is that better?