the minute she lays her head down, he reaches out with his good hand and puts it on her head. his entire expression crumples - maybe it's better, that she has her head down - and when he responds, his voice is soft, lower. ]
[ it's so frustrating. she's upset, but also mad! lost and confused. none of this makes sense and she just...
she cries a little, trying not to make it obvious, and failing. thankfully it's a little muffled by the bed. the hand on her head at least gets her to breathe a little. ]
the muffled noises are obvious, though. he has a sister, after all - even if ruby is way younger than him, it's not unfamiliar. for a moment he's reminded not of vex, but of velora.
his hand soothes over her hair again, stroking through the strands. he doesn't really have the right words of comfort for this, because there aren't any, but he doesn't want ruby to feel alone. ]
... 's not. It's this place fucking with them: the way it fucked with your head, and the way it fucked with mine. Death shouldn't be that way.
[ every little gesture helps, a lot, even if it's not evident right away. she is very thankful to vax. she has been every time they've been together, he makes her feel safe in this color hell, like she isn't alone. ]
Friends killing friends...what kind of sick joke is this...
[ just thinking about how several of them have had their minds messed with now, it makes her head hurt all over again. ]
[ baby. he'll just keep stroking her hair, like he would do for vex'ahlia. like a good big brother. ]
Iunno if we can, yet. [ the answer is an honest one, voice lower and a little gravelly, but he ducks his head to try and catch her eyes. ] But we keep pushing until we figure it out, and break this whole Prism apart like an egg. Yeah?
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the minute she lays her head down, he reaches out with his good hand and puts it on her head. his entire expression crumples - maybe it's better, that she has her head down - and when he responds, his voice is soft, lower. ]
I know. Me too.
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she cries a little, trying not to make it obvious, and failing. thankfully it's a little muffled by the bed. the hand on her head at least gets her to breathe a little. ]
This...this isn't right...none of it...
[ her hands ball up into fists on her knees. ]
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the muffled noises are obvious, though. he has a sister, after all - even if ruby is way younger than him, it's not unfamiliar. for a moment he's reminded not of vex, but of velora.
his hand soothes over her hair again, stroking through the strands. he doesn't really have the right words of comfort for this, because there aren't any, but he doesn't want ruby to feel alone. ]
... 's not. It's this place fucking with them: the way it fucked with your head, and the way it fucked with mine. Death shouldn't be that way.
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Friends killing friends...what kind of sick joke is this...
[ just thinking about how several of them have had their minds messed with now, it makes her head hurt all over again. ]
...how do we fix it...
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Iunno if we can, yet. [ the answer is an honest one, voice lower and a little gravelly, but he ducks his head to try and catch her eyes. ] But we keep pushing until we figure it out, and break this whole Prism apart like an egg. Yeah?
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she nods. ]
Like an egg...yeah. [ there's a small half smile that forms on her face. ]
If we can all work together, to figure something out, it should be a piece of cake...
[ just. puts her face back on the bed and sighs.
she did not mean to make that joke, but it's out in the open now. ]