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]

[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]

[entropied]

[She stares at him. What is it with him and hanging out with the most dangerous trolls? Sure, a majority of their race is violent her fault, but as far as she knows, he's been spending a lot of time with the Highblood. And also herself, both terrible choices. Even that pirate he picked as his matesprit wasn't the most benign of choices. She wonders if he ever found out about all the suffering she caused.

The Handmaid is starting to suspect this kid has a death wish. If so, he's going to be even harder to protect.

...Not that she wants to protect him.]

[uprisings]

[Stares back... Probably he has a little bit of a death wish... But at the same time, death kind of scares him so it's not like he's conscious of it. He is just a troublemaker and trouble attractor extraordinaire, and he likes his romance maybe a little on the rough side. Maybe he doesn't really believe in happy endings, and thinks he deserves people who are terrible... Maybe serendipity is just laughing hysterically at him from beyond the veil of the world. Who knows]

[Not that he even realizes the Handmaid is terrible of course...]

Yes I, am kind of... confused about it. As well. [Eheh...]

[entropied]

[Ahahaha join the death wish party, Summoner ;;]

You should stay away from him.

[uprisings]

[sobs no that party doesn't sound like any fun at all lsdkjf )8]

[Also he's... just kinda... staring at her. MOIRAILS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SUPPORTIVE HANDMAID WHAT ARE YOU okay no he gets it. He was kind of telling himself the same thing not all that long ago...]

You uh... think so...? [But... he has to make it better... );]

[entropied]

[SINCE WHEN ARE THEY MOIRAILS and what in the world makes him think she would be a good one???

There is. The longest pause... In which she debates whether or not to say what she's thinking.]

...I don't want you to get hurt again.

[Welp.]

[uprisings]

[THEY AREN'T MOIRAILS HE WAS EXAGGERATING!!!! Kind... of.........]

[But uh... oh... gosh... OH GOSH well now he just feels guilty hhhhlskdjf]

Um I... do not want you, to get hurt, again, either. [He's still not sure he can give up this thing that's happening with the Highblood and him though )8]

[entropied]

[She just sort of... Falls silent, thinking. SHE WILL HAVE TO HAVE A TALK WITH THE HIGHBLOOD, THAT'S ALL.]

[uprisings]

[DON'T YOU DARE....... oh wait it already happened...]

If you uh... do, though. Would you, come to me...? I can, help that way, and. I won't have, to find out... like this. [Walking in on her in the infirmary is no good!]

[entropied]

[Longest... silence...

Then she nods slightly.]

[uprisings]

[Smiles again! Another genuine for real smile even!!]

Thank you...