the storm finally found me

[uprisings]

Characters: The Summoner and YOU
Setting: Between the thirteenth floor and the infirmary
Format: I will follow!
Summary: The Summoner really needs a hug except for the part where his ribs are broken
Warnings: Mentions of violence and blood?? Rampant self-loathing??? Various existential and emotional crises?????

[He stays where he is for a long time after the Highblood leaves, staring rather blankly into the air. He has not felt this low since he was a child. Since before he met Pyralsprite, and that thought is… absolutely hysterical to him. He has fought his whole life and it took a week and two trolls to bring him back here, where he questions every single one of his thoughts, his movements, everything. He does so much wrong, how could he have forgotten that]

[So he laughs because what the hell else is there to do. He wants nothing more then to sleep the rest of forever away, but he can’t as his body is quick to remind him. He’s coughing violently into his hand before long, unsurprised when after the fit has ended there are speckles of blood on his palm. Fuck. He wanted to skip the trip to the infirmary, but if his lungs are punctured…]

[The climb to his feet is truly agonizing, and he knows walking will be worse. There are little things in him muttering that he deserves it and he just can’t bring himself to argue with it. Yes. Of course he deserves it. Whatever. How many flights is it to the infirmary? He should’ve paid better attention in the past]

[Ah well… The first push off is the worst, and then he’s moving out of the cathedral and down the halls, one arm wrapped around himself while the other uses the wall for support. He’s tired. Let’s get this over with…]

Comments

[uprisings]

[...???????]

[!!!!!!!!]

[WHAT. WOW]

[Now he looks even more confused, holy shit. At least for a second anyway, and then it passes, fades into a bright smile. Comforting? He's trying at least, touching her shoulder as he speaks]

It's uh... [...not really okay. But...] I would have, rather. Found out from, you... then anyone else. I think.

[entropied]

[OH.

Okay.

...What does this mean he totally lost her she is so confused???

But she likes the fact that he's actually smiling. It's probably the first real one she's seen since she told him. He gets the tiniest of shy smiles back.]

[uprisings]

[It just means everyone else who could have told him probably would have been a dick about it!!!! /points at eyes /points at highbloods]

[Or at least. This is the thing he's telling himself, even if the way she actually smiles back makes his heart flutter a little. Or... well... more then it is already anyway AHAHA TRAUMATIC CHEST INJURY but you get the idea]

I uh... still. Do not really, know what to do now. But. I think. Maybe I'll be able to, figure something out. [Hopefully... It's a better hope then the one he came into the infirmary with at least...]

[entropied]

You will.

[Wow since when are you so positive, Handmaid? But she thinks if any of the revolutions could have succeeded without her meddling, it would have been his.

...God, she is a terrible person.]

[uprisings]

[Aww... AWW. He actually... feels better when she says that. There is a huge difference between trying frantically to get himself to believe things will be better, and someone else... saying it too...!]

Yes. Good. Uh, that will... be nice. I think.

LIFE IS HARD!!!!

[entropied]

[She nods back, trying to resist the odd urge to reach for his hand again. She also doesn't know if he's going to be okay or not. She glances over at him again.]

...How are you feeling?

GET OUT OF THE THREAD JADE GOSH

[uprisings]

[...this is the sound of a dry laugh with broken ribs]

Like uh. I was punched, in the chest. By the, Highblood.

SHUT UP!!!!!

[entropied]

[That gets her to smirk.]

You're good at picking fights.

N O P E

[uprisings]

[Smiles a little at her smirk]

Well. I uh, did. Start a revolution. [Picking fights is kind of his job lkjsdf]

[entropied]

[She rolls her eyes and nudges his arm gently. She might... Kind of enjoy touching him shh...]

[uprisings]

[Heh... Well he likes... that she seems to be getting more comfortable with touching him. Huu ('8]

[Nudges her back, smirking faintly himself this time]

[entropied]

[So much for stopping this before it gets any paler, huh, Summoner-chan?

After a second or so she decides to take a risk and be a little pushy.]

You never told me what happened.

[uprisings]

[wheezes shut up. He's doing the best he can okay okay]

[And uh... wow this silence... is suddenly pretty awkward!!! Shifts a little. And then again. To feelings jam or not to feelings jam...]

[Compromises with part of a feelings jam]

He was, angry at me. I, disappointed him, I think.

[entropied]

[Nope she is still curious.]

...How?

[uprisings]

[OH MY GOD NO HE'S FALLING INTO THE FEELINGS JAM TRAP HELP]

I didn't. Do what he, expected...

[entropied]

[She just waits...]

[uprisings]

[lksjfjdLKJSDFLKJSDF OH MY GOD FUCK. Words are just kind of becoming a thing now!!!! Whether he wants them to or not really!!!!]

Remember uh, what I was... asking you about. When you. [Told him the thing about failing and stuff] I think, maybe it was. More mutual then, I thought and... I didn't. Respond, I guess. So he, was upset... about that.

[entropied]

[FROWNING!!]

He's an idiot.

[uprisings]

Well... yes.

[But he is his idiot )8 He just wants to be able to rip his face off and then makeout with him a little okay. Stop judging him!!!]

But I... should have, done better.

[entropied]

You did fine.

[She says it quickly, without even thinking. Jeeez, defensive, Handmaid-chan?]

[uprisings]

[Just... kinda looks at her. He actually didn't, and unfortunately she is not at a point where she can convince him differently. But he... appreciates her trying anyway, and he smiles very very faintly, almost... apologetically?

[entropied]

[Yeah, well, she wasn't really expecting it to. She likes that he's smiling, though! She... Attempts an awkward smile back...

GOD WHAT IS HE DOING TO HER]

[uprisings]

[EMBRACE THE PALE HANDMAID CHAN]

[But okay he... nods slightly, clicking his tongue against his teeth]

Now I am. Even less sure, what to do... about it. [Hm... ); Not knowing what to do seems to be the theme of this week actually]

[entropied]

[Hrnnng.]

...He's dangerous.

[uprisings]

I know.

[And there is a little thrill in his voice at the end. Yes. He is. That is what makes it so much fun, every time he comes away from an encounter with him alive. Knowing he has gained the... maybe not respect, but something like it, of one of the most dangerous people on Alternia. hhhh makes his blood sing just thinking about it tbh. Which is why it's soul crushing to know he might have messed it up]