Your symptoms could end up hitting you later like mine did.
[ He fidgets where he stands, worry for Thorns outweighing his instinct to crawl out of his own skin. His gaze drops as he rummages through his pockets for his compact. ]
once again, he wants to say don't worry about it, but the thought of sending elysium away gives him pause. it's already bad enough that they haven't run into anyone else yet. ]
I don't have to, but you'll end up coming along with me anyway?
[ i have no idea how these compacts send texts but apparently they're capable of it, so he's distracted for an extra few seconds typing away. or maybe it's text-to-speech, either way—
He is calling for reinforcements… He re-pockets his compact, but he's still blatantly ignoring making eye contact, eyes glued to their toes. ]
Mm. If I'm being honest with you, I'm not doing great myself. I don't remember the last time I actually slept. But do you think you can do me a favour…?
[ well, it's obvious something is off about elysium since he's acting so out of character, although thorns can't pinpoint the reason why other than it doesn't seem like the same feeling that's hitting him. ]
[ Seeing as for whatever reason, Thorns doesn't want to be left alone, Elysium tries for lightly holding onto the back of his shirt. Does that ease his tension any? ]
Just someone who I think will be good for you.
[ someone who he thinks can bully him ]
She's supposedly knowledgeable with medicines as well. Maybe she'll be able to offer more insight on your condition? And give you something that'll help you sleep.
Reirin does not shout this when she walks out of a random manor room because she doesn't know... She does at least brighten when she spots them though, heading on over. Once she's close enough, she scans first Thorns, then Elysium, then the gay hand-shirt holding, then back to Thorns.]
You were both just at the chapel, correct? How are you feeling?
[ thorns was pleased when he had two whole people to hang out with, but now one of them is just abandoning them?????
he has never felt this lost and alone. he moves closer to reirin for comfort. this is the second most problematic thing i have done this week, considering she is a teenage girl. ]
Reirin still has no idea what's going on because SOMEONE WON'T EXPLAIN!! She will reach out to take Thorns' hand and feel for his pulse though. hand-holding... examines him for injuries...]
We will catch up to Elysium together! [A PROMISE (THREAT)] But for now, please tell me how you are feeling. The faster you do, the sooner we can join your companion.
We were not attacked either, but... we were still made to suffer. Though in our case, Lucien was the one who bore the brunt of it. He had to spill almost all of his blood into a chalice before we were set free.
[reaches for his other hand too to see if it is also gelatinous]
...He is awake now. I think it will take a bit for him to recover.
[thank god thorns isn't dead too. or maybe he is? holds his normal hand more for comfort than to figure out if his pulse is wacky... just holds it between her paws]
I apologize. I should not be so distracted... Elysium was very concerned for you, so I should focus.
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[ He's trying so hard to seem relaxed, but he's been tense this entire time…
He spins Thorns around again. ]
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[ but the idea of elysium leaving him alone fills him with an explicable dread. ]
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[ He fidgets where he stands, worry for Thorns outweighing his instinct to crawl out of his own skin. His gaze drops as he rummages through his pockets for his compact. ]
Will you stay still if I go with you…?
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once again, he wants to say don't worry about it, but the thought of sending elysium away gives him pause. it's already bad enough that they haven't run into anyone else yet. ]
You don't have to.
[ it's said so stiffly. ]
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[ i have no idea how these compacts send texts but apparently they're capable of it, so he's distracted for an extra few seconds typing away. or maybe it's text-to-speech, either way—
He is calling for reinforcements… He re-pockets his compact, but he's still blatantly ignoring making eye contact, eyes glued to their toes. ]
Mm. If I'm being honest with you, I'm not doing great myself. I don't remember the last time I actually slept. But do you think you can do me a favour…?
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What is it?
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Can you not look at me…?
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he's surprised by the request, but he nods anyway, already turning his gaze elsewhere. ]
That's fine. Are you nervous?
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Except, Thorns has no idea he's planning to shove someone else forward as a distraction so he can slip away. ]
Something like that… [ He doesn't even understand it himself. It's bizarre. He nudges Thorns forward again with his knuckle. ] Go ahead.
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thorns will just keep walking then, trying not to glance behind him. the urge to keep making sure that elysium is actually there is so high though. ]
Who are we looking for?
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Just someone who I think will be good for you.
[ someone who he thinks can bully him ]
She's supposedly knowledgeable with medicines as well. Maybe she'll be able to offer more insight on your condition? And give you something that'll help you sleep.
[ He gently extricates himself from this… ]
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good with medicine... he tries to think back to the graves with their details, before realizing he did not read any of them that closely. alright. ]
She can check over you.
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She can check over both of us.
[ Except the thought of her looking at him also spikes his stress levels. He ends up gripping into Thorns' shirt more tightly. ]
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Reirin does not shout this when she walks out of a random manor room because she doesn't know... She does at least brighten when she spots them though, heading on over. Once she's close enough, she scans first Thorns, then Elysium, then the gay hand-shirt holding, then back to Thorns.]
You were both just at the chapel, correct? How are you feeling?
[WHAT HAPPENED GUYS]
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he points back at elysium. ]
He's acting strange. Look him over.
[ he can't admit that he, too, is acting strange, because his effect is fucking stupid. ]
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[ He takes her by the shoulders. He sets her in front of Thorns…
He does not think Thorns can win against a teenage girl, so—
—he just fuckin books it GOODBYE he hightails from his spot at top speed for the sweet release of ANTISOCIALISM. ]
Sorry! I forgot I had to do something really important! I'll make it up to you with an entire platter of cakes and then some——!!!!!!
[ real can an ill guy do THIS energy ]
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I see. Is that what you meant by strange?
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he has never felt this lost and alone. he moves closer to reirin for comfort. this is the second most problematic thing i have done this week, considering she is a teenage girl. ]
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Reirin still has no idea what's going on because SOMEONE WON'T EXPLAIN!! She will reach out to take Thorns' hand and feel for his pulse though. hand-holding... examines him for injuries...]
We will catch up to Elysium together! [A PROMISE (THREAT)] But for now, please tell me how you are feeling. The faster you do, the sooner we can join your companion.
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.. I don't know how to explain how I'm feeling.
[ which hand is she holding ]
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ALSO I FLIPPED A COIN AND IG HIS CORAZONIX HAND? DOES IT FEEL LIKE A FLESH HAND?]
You don't...? [what is this mysterious malady] Then, can you tell me what happened at the chapel?
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Nothing attacked us. Elysium found some papers, but he would have taken them with him.
[ he... holds her hand back.... ]
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We were not attacked either, but... we were still made to suffer. Though in our case, Lucien was the one who bore the brunt of it. He had to spill almost all of his blood into a chalice before we were set free.
[reaches for his other hand too to see if it is also gelatinous]
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... Is that so? How's he doing now?
[ his other hand is NORMAL ]
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...He is awake now. I think it will take a bit for him to recover.
[thank god thorns isn't dead too. or maybe he is? holds his normal hand more for comfort than to figure out if his pulse is wacky... just holds it between her paws]
I apologize. I should not be so distracted... Elysium was very concerned for you, so I should focus.
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