TP - WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE (WEEK 3 KITCHEN CURFEW)

[impacter]

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[impacter]

[He pauses, only briefly, something complicated passing over his features.

But it's here and gone in a breath. He pulls away the strip he's just completed, holding out the pen to her. It's a very pretty blue with golden flowers all over the cap.]

Just make sure Don can still use it, or that she can share with Lilia. I didn't really plan on bringing more writing utensils.

[gardenful]

[ Her smile softens, like she’s trying to counterbalance that hint of complication in his features. ]

I’ll protect it with everything I’ve got.

[impacter]

[He'll wave her off to it, then! There's a pile of paper strips nearby, idk where we're sitting probably a table? Somewhere.]

Folding them into stars is very easy. I can walk you through it when you're ready.

[gardenful]

[ She'll come back when she gets down her own statement about him first.

A man as calm as a still lake, it's easy to tell there's a lot going on right under the surface, even if he tries to hide it. ]

I've got mine. Wanna show me how now?

[ And if he catches a glimpse of what she wrote, she doesn't mind. ]

[impacter]

[His eyes do flick, momentarily. But it's not for him, so what he catches he keeps to memory and no further.

He'll walk her through the same steps he just showed Lilia! U now have a little paper star, congratulations.]

Does that make sense? Do let me know if we need to repeat it.

[gardenful]

Makes total sense!

[ And it sounds easy enough, so she'll go ahead and follow them... eventually ending up with a little star!

She presents it on her palm so he can see it. ]

Ta-dah!

[impacter]

Very good! [Polite clapping with his fingers only because one of his palms is still bandaged ow.] What a quick learner.

You may do whatever you like with it. I keep mine in a little drawbag for right now.

[gardenful]

Yeah, I might do something similar with mine.

[ She'll spend some time later making ones of the others too. Tomorrow. Hopefully it's fine to wait a bit.

Aerith pauses. ]

Hope your hand heals up well.

[impacter]

[Ah, he was hoping no one would ask. He sighs, plopping the little paper star against the bandages stark against the darkened color of his fingers.]

Mm. It's going to be fine. Yugamu's already taken a look and stitched it up nicely.

I'm afraid there isn't much I can do for the rest of it yet. No more than Fandaniel can do for his roses.

[gardenful]

Just one of those things, huh?

[ Something that can only be managed as best can be. With a sympathetic smile, she clasps her hands behind her back. ]

I'm glad you got it looked at. Let someone know if it gets a lot worse, okay?

[impacter]

I'm sure you'll all know the moment I do, haha. It's not as though it's very easy to hide right now.

[Between the coloring on his fingers and the black curling around his neck and throat like a clawed hand, he really did look like an emo tattoo project gone wrong.]

It's been getting progressively worse since Monday began... so I suppose I'll have to see what's in store.

[gardenful]

Just like Fandaniel...

[ solomon myspace emo edit ]

Then when it does get worse, I'll do whatever I can to help. Not sure what that might be, but I'll try my best anyway.

[impacter]

...That's kind of you, Aerith.

I know it looks alarming. [And it kind of is alarming, and there's an unspoken apology in his eyes at that. He knows. He's sorry.] But I promise, it doesn't hurt.

[gardenful]

[ It really does look alarming, and honestly? So does the apology in his eyes. What’s he sorry for, when he’s the one going through it? ]

I’m glad it doesn’t hurt. I hope it stays that way.

[impacter]

[He nods gently.] We'll deal with it as we have to.

Right now? I am okay. You are, as well. So are the rest. And I don't want you distracted from the joy in the room around you, no matter what happens. Let it be a good memory to send us all off to sleep.