EVE'S HEART

[aprettygirl]

A dark veil slips over you, obscuring your vision; it’s cool and clinging, and blocks out all outside sensation. You drift downward . . . as you do, you grow more and more aware of the pulse of your own heartbeat, until it’s a ringing, unpleasant throb in your ears.

. . . after some time, it’s interrupted by a soft splash, and you feel solid rock underfoot.

((Please join #fleshbloodbone. All your character’s skills are on and uncapped; they will also have access to any items they carry normally!))

Comments

Re: bones of the matter

[mirroredvalue]

[...Well, under the circumstances, I think there's only one question that needs to be asked.]

...Why?

[I mean, seriously. I'm pretty unlikeable, and I don't think I've actually... done anything for you, really...]

Re: bones of the matter

[aprettygirl]

"For being you. For doing your best. For trying to understand. Because we live together and it's not bad. For being a person who I know who is likeable. Because I do."

Re: bones of the matter

[mirroredvalue]

Eh, but, um...?

[Are we talking about the same person here...?]

Well, Star'll keep trying to do her best, and trying to understand, at least...? Star'll do her best to make sure living together isn't bad, too...

[I er... Wasn't actually expecting compliments back...?]

Re: bones of the matter

[aprettygirl]

"Thanks . . .

Ehh, I think you're going to wake up soon . . . is a hug before you go weird?"

Re: bones of the matter

[mirroredvalue]

Not if you'd be okay with it!

[Are you kidding, I would hug everyone if I didn't think they would push me away or act like I'm poisonous. I'm pretty sure some Jaspers would do that.

But yes, totally hugging.]

Re: bones of the matter

[aprettygirl]

She's solid and warm, and hugs back readily. A curl of emotion's in her touch as well, unintrusive but very present: that you are welcome, that you are a friend, that she grows frustrated at you on occasion but never angry, that she would like to help you if ever she can.

You wake up in endgame afterwards . . . the warmth of it lingers.