I feel so unsure

[wounds]

Who: MANTICORE, visitors
What: Dealing with the aftermath of I Will Twist The Knife
When: December 9, evening
Where: MANTICORE penthouse
Warnings: References to I Will Twist The Knife

[It's been a few days, people have recovered. Some better off than others. And today MANTICORE is gathered to deal and talk about what happened.]

Comments

[wounds]

[His eyes are still just as weird as ever, which is why he's starting to get increasingly attached to his sunglasses.

So he shrugs a shoulder.]

It's the same.

[blindfoldcode]

[She glances over her shoulder and drops her voice.]

Has Lesedi contacted you?

[wounds]

[He shakes his head.]

No. Has she talked to you?

[blindfoldcode]

Not yet. I've been pretty well behaved since everything, though. Just... do what you're told. [She shakes her head, looking away. It doesn't sit right with her. But she has to protect herself--she can't let her bandmates down again.]

[wounds]

Yeah, I figured.

[He sighs.]

I don't need to end up with a hand through my chest.

[Not until it's metal again.]

[blindfoldcode]

[He doesn't need it then.]

It's not just something like that. I've been in the lab before.

[wounds]

[He'd still like it back, being entirely human doesn't sit right.]

You said something about that last time.

[blindfoldcode]

I'd rather end up with a hand in my chest than back down there.

[wounds]

It was that bad?

[He's not sure he wants to think about that.]

[blindfoldcode]

It felt like my heart was being ripped out. [Metaphorically, of course. Like there was something core to her that was being stripped away. Like there was something inside of her that was trapped and broken and that she couldn't release..]

[wounds]

[He reaches up to his own chest-]

I wouldn't want that either.

[blindfoldcode]

You'd die faster if she actually ripped your heart out. I'd probably hurt less. [Her shoulders sag. This isn't why she came here.]

Are you guys doing okay, overall? You can cook and stuff?

[KIDO MOST BAND FOLK PROBABLY DON'T COOK THEIR OWN MEALS YOU'RE JUST WEIRD.]

[wounds]

[He's supposed to have something else in his chest.]

More or less. I can cook well enough, nothing burns at least.

[GENOS IS STILL A BIT OF A HOUSEWIFE. THE BRAINWASHING DIDN'T TAKE THAT AWAY.]

[blindfoldcode]

I mean with your arm. I cook for everybody in my band all the time. If it makes it easier, I can bring something over.

[KIDO. STOP BEING MOM.]

[wounds]

You have enough to worry about. I'll take care of my bandmates.

[HE'S OLDER THAN YOU.]

[blindfoldcode]

I'm trying to keep busy and I have all my limbs.

[She will turn to drugs or something if she does not keep herself busy.]

[wounds]

I have all of mine too. One's just a little broken.

[Which doesn't feel like anything new.]

[blindfoldcode]

[She sighs. You seem worse at falling apart than she does.]

If you change your mind, cooking's my hobby.

[wounds]

[If he does any falling apart, it tends to be physically. Emotionally he's always been stable- and he's slowly starting to come back to himself.]

I'll keep that in mind. If you need somewhere to relax, just knock.

[blindfoldcode]

I shouldn't be away from System Crash long. They might get worried.

[wounds]

It's your choice to stay or go.

Just remember to take care of yourself.

[blindfoldcode]

I've been doing that for years, already. I'm still alive right?

[KIDO THAT'S BARELY EVEN ACCURATE.]

[wounds]

We both are.

That's something.

[blindfoldcode]

What... happened, anyway. You were looking good when I left.

[wounds]

Nia pushed me off the balcony.

[Blunt and to the point.]