w6 curfew

[daggering]

me rn

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[daggering]

[ it's

a long moment, but, he will give them over. his hands are shaking. ]

[fretbro]

[he summons something - a little amber cloth, and then glances over at riff.]

Hey, dude - can I get some water? Please? [you just sit tight, vax.]

[rindude]

[well this is a lot. but also he seems to be a little more alert so he nyooms over to focus before holding both of his hands over the cloth to douse it with water.]

This should help.

[vax sit tight, they will just hover and help apparently.]

[daggering]

[ my teens

you ever just get your trauma button slapped really, really hard??? see this was the nice thing last time, at least vax was also aware he was dying and coming back injured!!! this time not so much.

...

he takes the little cloth when it comes into his hands, a little surprised - blinking kind of stupidly between the two of them. ]

...Riff, Bass. [ quietly ]

[fretbro]

[bass mumbles a little thanks to riff, and then uses the cloth to carefully wipe some of the blood away from vax's hands.]

... She's gonna be okay. All of them will. [he says, firmly. he doesn't cough, doesn't spit up petals.]

[daggering]

...yeah.

[ theres another cough - rough, rattling, spitting out a few more flower petals, and his voice is scratchy, but he nods. the shaking doesn't stop, but he's... okay. ]

Yeah. Fucking hate this fucking curfew.

[rindude]

[just...scooping up those flowers to throw them elsewhere before sort of fidgeting and slotting himself against vax's side almost like a cuddle but not quite.]

Bass is right. [because maybe he needs to hear it from both of them.] She'll be okay. [he opens his mouth to say "just think about what you can do for her tomorrow" but then he kind of goes like "well tomorrow is weird" so he shuts up again.

uh...hm...]

But you're right. This does suck.

[fretbro]

[he scoots to settle on the other side, tucking himself up against vax's side. he also takes vax's hand, glancing at riff with a little worried look.]

[daggering]

[ the combination of his two very stressed out teens and the amber and the nice gestures is... helping, at least. he takes another deep breath, and riff pausing like that gets him to huff, softly. he's doing his best. ]

... Just hate being away from her. Not knowing.

[ knowing that someone could hurt her, overnight. knowing that she got hurt, knowing that he was, apparently, involved somehow. ] She's with Rubes and Birdie, at least.

[ and probably also damien but like thats damien

anyway that's murmured, maybe more comforting for him than anyone else. he lets riff and bass both take up as much space as they want, though, leaning a little against them, too. baby sandwich ]

[rindude]

[yeah there's an equally worried look because woof. it's fine. baby sandwich to emotionally support a bird...]

Right. She's not alone, and the others will take care of her until you can see her tomorrow. [maybe if he says it out loud, he can wish it into the universe? maybe vin will live to see tomorrow and everything will be okay.

it's just...reaffirmation. vax can do it for him, so it's his turn to do this for vax.]

[fretbro]

[baby sandwich...]

It does suck though. [he adds. vax has done this for bass, too - both of them trying to give back a little.] It really sucks to be separated.

Working yourself into a frenzy's not gonna do anything though, so you gotta relax, best you can.

[thonks his head against vax. deep breaths.]

[daggering]

Hard not to.

[ he looks down at his hands, for a moment. they're no longer so bloody, and while the shaking hasn't quite stopped, it's come down a bit.

vax reaches up, scrubs a hand over his own face, and tries to focus on the two of them, tipping his head back against a bookshelf. ] ... maybe Scanlan was onto something. I need a pound and a half of - [ ... ] - something very illegal.

[ there are children present. this sort of half joke gets him to chuckle quietly, shaking his head. ]

[fretbro]

[a pause, and then:]

Well, I don't have Verdant, so I can't summon you any weed... [this is a half joke also]

[ktiseos]

How, exactly, is a weed to help in this situation.

[daggering]

[ STARTS WHEEZING ]

[fretbro]

Dude, I love you but you're so old.

[daggering]

[ HE

LAUGHS?


it's just startled out of his mouth and then he just laughs harder. and harder. ]

[fretbro]

[STOP YOU'RE MAKING HIM LAUGH]

[countermeasures]

...

[well. i'm sorry i'm intruding on your thread, but she looks over at verdant, and remembers what weed is slang for from her reading - ]

...we use that in some medicines... and I have Verdant this week... do you need some?

[daggering]

[ you are always welcome wtf threadjack me harder

anyway vax is like

crying with laughter help ]

I - fuck, fffuck, I have it too!

[ktiseos]

I have it as well, should you require assistance, but... you would need to create it first.

[so he knows what it is.]

[daggering]

[ how the turn tables...

he nods a little, though, and doesn't voice it. he probably doesn't have to, because he can only imagine riff is thinking the same.

what if she's not?

... they just talked about this, earlier in the week, how important the people in the prism are to vax, but, maybe even more, how important vin is, how she holds a special place in his heart that is so, so tender. so, he just coughs, again - another anxious olive green flower that flutters uselessly into his lap - and then rubs his arm across his eyes. ]

...right.

[rindude]

[yeah buddy, they sure are same hat. but he's not going to say so. he's just going to pluck the olive petal away to fling it elsewhere before curling up a little closer and pointedly staring elsewhere.]

...I get that this is kinda hypocritical coming from me, but try to think positive. For her.

[daggering]

[ comes back to this thread that is not about weed

... he huffs, a little, when riff says that, and tilts his head to rest it on top of his. bonk. gentle. ]

I will if you do.

[rindude]

[no weed only. gentle bonk, and he's sort of sighing to that.]

...yeah. Think we can manage that for one day.