taco night / session meeting
Ross was elated that Spenih showed up early to his spire for the session meeting.
He was even happier when she turned out to be a not-unskilled hand in the kitchen.
It never occurred to him that most people wouldn’t trust this girl enough to hand her a knife, even if it was just for chopping up vegetables.
Little bells
“You know,” Ross begins, chewing on the backs of his knuckles in nervousness, “you don’t have to wear them when you’re awake. It was just something for Vi and I to keep you from fwip-ing off into the Ring.”
Spenih regards the bracelet of little silver bells, strung on woven black and blue string.
“She knows that,” Spenih replied, pushing back her hood. Her black eyes crinkled up at the edges in a smile. “But they’re also a gift from you. That’s different.”
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Oh. Oh god. Oh god that face.
You can feel your will crumbling as you pull Skye into a hug and tell her it’ll be okay, anything to get her to stop looking so sad and helpless.
A smaller part of your mind idly wonders what would happen if Skye tried to make an army. You have the feeling that you’d do whatever she wanted you to do if she would make that face in your general direction.
Adam: Reflect on the wisdom of Singing at spenih to get her down from 'festering.
That was dumb. That was really, really dumb. You can tell when she stops flailing about and strikes at you. Another burst of pain, even as your body’s agonized already, centered on your throat.
You fucked up! That seems to be all you’re doing this session. Fucking asshole coplayers. Fucking romantic drama. Fucking Ock dying. Fucking Eleria.
You slam the laptop shut. Luckily, you have an idea. It’ll make everything better. Everything will finally be okay.
Roll into a session with Skye.
Spenih avoids you at first. Which is disheartening. You like her, she’s nice and she’s gone through enough sessions to command respect, you don’t want to get off on the wrong foot. But you can’t find her, she doesn’t answer your pesterings. No one can find a good Voidkid if they don’t want to be found, and she’s one of the best.
After the first session meeting, though, she corners you by her own volition. She was avoiding you because you were Angelic, but you were obviously not anymore.
You tell her the whole story, you can trust her to keep it to herself. After she gets the giggles out of her system, she takes you under her wing and teaches you Ring politics, considering that you usually zoned out about that and suddenly you’re a part of it. You two compile a primer, although you have to burn it when the drawer you put it in is half-full of ichor.
You two cooperate for the rest of the session and go through the door as good friends. From then on, if you have a question, Spenih’s one of the first people you ask.
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You’re pretty sure using her own face back at her is cheating, but right now you can’t really bring yourself to care!
artisticHourglass: Crickiiiiiiit
artisticHourglass: You’re holding out on me!
artisticHourglass: Come on, it’s for the scrapbook. You can’t deny the scrapbook, Skye.
artisticHourglass: It’s not fair to mention grub photos and not send any! :<
You throw your head back and cackle when she finally relents. You are a cruel and terrible person.
Skye, NMH, it keeps feigning injury/sadness and then punting her off when she tries to comfort it
They find you lying on your side on the ground. Cole offers you a hand up. Ross dusts off your back. Violet hugs you, and Vitt joins in a second later. Myra simply watches and understands.
You go up again with a hand clenched around a scrap of gray cloth with jagged lightning.
It takes longer for you to get sucker-punched, at least.
Your Mama is engaged and lives in a tower.
“Mama, you sure ‘bout this?” you ask, taking a step or two back to stare at the tower.
“Oh, yes! He’s just lovely and he says such sweet things and it’s just so wonderful, Maria, you really much come and meet Mornei!”
You are somewhat surprised when he turns out to be everything she claims him to be. You don’t ask why they live in a stone tower.
