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Characters: The Handmaid and the Summoner
Setting: The lake floor?
Format: Action
Summary: The Handmaid is traumatized!
Warning: Angst?

[The Handmaid had woken up a few minutes ago, and she still couldn't bring herself to move. She was shaking, knees hugged tightly to her chest as she struggled to catch her breath. She'd been... Dreaming? No, that wasn't it. She'd died. But there had been something off about the whole thing, and it was clear she hadn't really been home. That didn't change the fact that the entire episode had taken a huge toll on her, though.

When she can finally bring herself to move, she untangles her arms and legs and slides off of the bed hesitantly, only for her feet to land on something oddly soft. She looks down and finds herself standing on a square of green fabric. The Handmaid leans down to pick it up, ignoring the note, and unfolds it carefully.

Of course, she recognizes it immediately. It's his coat, and she drops it as though burned, feeling a sudden wave of nausea. She can't stay here, trapped in this claustrophobic room, but instead of leaving and running to the woods, or somewhere as far away from everyone else as possible, her first instinct is to find the Summoner.

It takes a while. He's not in his room, and by the time she finally finds him, she's a total wreck. But she finds herself afraid to approach, so she just sort of... Hesitates a few yards away.]

Comments

[uprisings]

[...wait what. Looks... confused again, but still sympathetic]

What, do you mean...

[entropied]

[GOD, SHE DOESN'T WANT TO DO THIS. She takes a deep breath, tightening her grip on him for an instant.]

I wasn't raised on Alternia. I was raised on the green moon by this... [She scowls.] Puppet. To serve Lord English.

[Yup she is totally avoiding his question.]

[uprisings]

[...yeah he noticed LKSJDF But she seems distressed enough by this that he mostly doesn't has the sense to worry. It's clearly just something she needs to talk about????]

I uh, didn't see the puppet... Just the other one.

[entropied]

[She falls silent, leaning her forehead against his shoulder. Maybe it's okay to tell him. Maybe he won't hate her. He seems to genuinely care for her, after all, and there's no one else who's done that before. Deep breaths, Handmaid.]

[uprisings]

[Ugh... it actually very nearly physically hurts him when she leans against him like that. He's just... he feels useless, more so then he has all week honestly. He slowly rubs her back, shooshing her again and waiting for her to maybe have more to say about this... In her own time of course...]

[entropied]

[It takes her a few minutes, but she finally speaks up again, though very hesitantly.]

I was given these... Abilities. To travel to different points in time. I was supposed to...

[Ughhhh.]

Manipulate things.

[uprisings]

[.......so he puts that together with her comment earlier: causing chaos, manipulating things... But he only comes back confused, though there is a sort of... growing sense of dread in his chest. His wings twitch... and his voice gets a touch quieter >:?]

What kind of things...?

[entropied]

Mostly just... Making our race more violent.

[COME ON DON'T MAKE HER SAY IT.]

[uprisings]

[................HE'S SO SLOW HANDMAID I'M SORRY. He also doesn't really want to believe it? This is... probably a disconcertingly long pause here...]

You...? Had to... [...buffering...] But why?

[entropied]

He made me. I didn't have a choice.

[uprisings]

[Another thoughtful pause...]

But why did he, make you, do it?

[entropied]

Do you remember that game our descendants have mentioned? We were making sure that when the time came, they'd win.

[uprisings]

[...unsure. He sounds it too, like... tiny innocent wiggler levels of unsure tbh]

So it was. A good cause...?

[entropied]

[Siiiigh Summoner-chan.]

I don't know.

[uprisings]

[So here's a confused pause... He takes up rubbing her back again... thinking... trying to figure out what this ominous feeling is for... hoping maybe she'll explain a little more??]

[entropied]

You don't get it, do you?

[uprisings]

[lakjsdflkjjdf]

Not really...? [...] You caused, chaos, so some trolls could... win a game? [But what does that mean, causing chaos? Making people more violent??? How do you do something like that... )8]

[entropied]

[She scoots away. She really, really didn't want to have to spell this out for him, but... Sigh.]

The hemospectrum was a big part of it.

[uprisings]

[.......OH GOOD THE DREAD NOW SETTLES EVEN HEAVIER ON HIM??]

You. Made the hemospectrum...? [Or... he did? The demon?? WAIT WHAT????]

[entropied]

No. I just... Made sure it stayed. Made sure the classes never became too... Amicable.

[uprisings]

Oh, you...

[...BUFFERING...]














[No he's gonna buffer for a bit now because she can't actually be saying what he thinks she's saying!!!!]

[entropied]

[She just... Waits. INTERNAL PANICKING!!!!]

[uprisings]

[.........yup it's his turn to step back, looking at her... Just looking. Searching her face for... idek some sign of a joke? Or if she's being influenced by something? Maybe she's trying to push him away because he... cares...?]

[And oh god does he care. It's becoming more and more obvious to him as that desperate fondness starts fighting against the bitter anger starting to light up under his skin. She...]

[She told him his revolution failed. She was... there she... supported him or tried to... when she said it. And then she panicked? Is she guilty about it HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND]

[Or maybe he's just refusing to let himself get it...]

[entropied]

[She is just... Not looking at him. Oh god oh god she shouldn't have told him at all.]

[uprisings]

[No no no you can't not look at him. That just makes him tense up, makes his next breath something very near to anger]

Coleta. [Look at him )<]