[their archway is around! it's a leeetle wobbly, but it's there.
i can't remember if she's been in here before so! she finds a little apartment! it's a studio apartment, one room, with a bathroom and a tiny kitchen. the main room is just a couch and a TV, with plain white walls and plain grey carpet. this'd be boring if it weren't for the various posters and trinkets plastered around the room. the posters are blurred out, but they're colorful and eyecatching anyway.
it's quiet, right now. there's a pile of blankets on the couch, and in them is a puddle of static, greyscale and melty. hewwo.]
[they came to see her as a dog last time!! so this is the first time she's seeing their place. she can't help but look around curiously as she enters, her gaze lingering on the posters she can't quite make out, before her attention goes to the staticky figure on the couch.
although there probably are people wondering if they only helped because riff was in trouble. jiuqing is kind of wondering it, in the back of her mind, but she pushes that thought to the side for now. bass hasn't ever been unkind to her, and they helped out today. she's going to focus on that.]
It will probably take some time before we all do. After all... we've only been here about a week.
[...and she's not really sure she wants to feel at home here. what she wants more than anything is to go back to daxing. but we don't all get what we want, so she needs to suck it up.]
there's a pause, and they reach out and very gently put a hand on her arm. it has the proper amount of fingers. they only leave it there for a moment - and even by the end of that moment, she'll feel her skin on her arm going numb.]
She said it happened before we came here... it was a bit of a struggle to get her to show me the wound at all, though. Getting an answer out of her might be difficult.
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i can't remember if she's been in here before so! she finds a little apartment! it's a studio apartment, one room, with a bathroom and a tiny kitchen. the main room is just a couch and a TV, with plain white walls and plain grey carpet. this'd be boring if it weren't for the various posters and trinkets plastered around the room. the posters are blurred out, but they're colorful and eyecatching anyway.
it's quiet, right now. there's a pile of blankets on the couch, and in them is a puddle of static, greyscale and melty. hewwo.]
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she heads over to kneel down next to them.]
How are you feeling?
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but they do seem to be looking at her, at least.]
Hey. Sorry about everything today.
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[it was pretty freaky, but... they did help!
although there probably are people wondering if they only helped because riff was in trouble. jiuqing is kind of wondering it, in the back of her mind, but she pushes that thought to the side for now. bass hasn't ever been unkind to her, and they helped out today. she's going to focus on that.]
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[scrunches up into the blankets...]
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We probably just haven't gotten used to communicating with the prism yet.
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[silence, and then:] Yeah. I just want you guys to be happy here.
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Are you happy here, Bass? Despite... the way we've sort of made things more complicated?
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I'm happy here. It's home - I just want everybody to feel like it's home, too, y'know?
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[...and she's not really sure she wants to feel at home here. what she wants more than anything is to go back to daxing. but we don't all get what we want, so she needs to suck it up.]
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there's a pause, and they reach out and very gently put a hand on her arm. it has the proper amount of fingers. they only leave it there for a moment - and even by the end of that moment, she'll feel her skin on her arm going numb.]
It might take a bit, but it'll get easier.
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and then she nods.]
...people are resilient. I'm sure we'll adjust to our circumstances.
[but she doesn't think any of them will stop trying to find a way back home, even if they do get used to things here.
there's a pause, and then...]
Were you the one who numbed Miss Hot Pants's injury?
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[D:]
No... I haven't talked to her much. I like her but I think she thinks I'm weird. Is she okay?
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Yes, she's fine. Or she will be. I bullied her into letting me bandage it, but she mentioned someone had numbed it for her first.
[so she thought it was them after they numbed her arm.]
She's a little... unique. If I'm being honest, I think she thinks I'm weird, too. But she's a very straightforward person, and I admire that.
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Yeah. I admire it too. Man, I wonder who did it then. Her arm, I mean.
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She seems pretty stubborn. Kind of tsundere?
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I always just described people like that as "confusing".
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That too! [god] Riff and Steel are that way too, but don't tell 'em I said that.
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Your secret is safe with me!
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It's nice to have people like you around, y'know.
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...that's nice to hear.
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