I won't pretend that I intend to stop living

[mildwildchild]

Who: erryone in Pride
What: recovering from the events of December 7
When: late December 7/early December 8 - ???
Where: Pride HQ and wherever else they're allowed to go
Warnings: Carnies? references to I Will Twist the Knife


So maybe you've just gotten back from the most mellow kidnapping ever and you're itching to tell your bandmates about what went on with the cool helmeted guys while everyone else was at that stuffy party. Unfortunately, you'll have to wait a little while to tell them, but that's okay - surely you can keep yourselves occupied until everyone else returns.

Or maybe you're one of those who wound up at that party of Naomi's, and your night was a little less fun. Now you're back at HQ, possibly with mended physical injuries and almost certainly with a few new psychological scars. Now's your chance to check in on your friends and bandmates who missed out on all the trauma and deal with things as best you can.

Comments

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[She gives him a sardonic smile, but after a moment she sees that he's actually serious and it falls away. Woah.]

[Luci takes her place as the Carnival's backbone very seriously. She's the frontwoman to start, she's almost the only one who can keep Xanxus from running off the rails, and Yuffie is like a sister to her. If she fell apart, would they know what to do with her? So the answer was to always be the backbone. Hold everything upright.]

[Again, she considers their hands, thinking, and then Luci goes out on a limb.]

You like cuddling?

[traumatizing]

[Ah-- Terry chews his lip and looks down at his lap. It's a weirdly loaded question for him - he doesn't seek out physical comfort. Couldn't say why, but there's just something about it that makes him feel uncomfortable. Like it's wrong somehow of him to want it. And he's not such a tactile person anyway, not like some of the people he knows, so it's fine anyway.]

[But after everything that's happened, it'd be amazing. And Luci's asking, so it's probably fine.]

Right now? Yeah, that's... [He sighs] That'd be great.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

It'd be great for me too.

[She likes Terry. Terry's sweet. Terry would be an amazing cuddle, she can already tell.]

Come on. [She stands up, coffee in hand and jerks her head towards the elevator.] I think your place is best, unless you want Yuffie getting involved.

[And as much as she loves Yuffie, right now is not the time for questions about who Luci is cuddling with and why.]

[traumatizing]

[He laughs softly, in a similar mind. He loves Yuffie dearly, but right now he doesn't think he can deal with her. Not in a "who are you in bed with" situation anyway. Terry stands with a small huff of effort and gives Luci a small smile to try and smooth over the fact that holy hell he forgot how much everything still hurts.]

My place, then.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oh darling-- [Luci's eyebrows come together when he has a bit of trouble standing, and she whisks herself to Terry's side and puts an arm around his waist to help.]

Come on, not far.

[traumatizing]

I'm fine.

[It comes out a little snappy and he shrinks a little away from the arm around him. Sorry Luci, he's not great about accepting help. And he's just gonna BRUSH OVER IT and stick his hands in his pockets like nothing happened as they meander along to the CI penthouse.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Wow Terry, such attitude from someone she's about to cuddle. Luci frowns and watches him walk a few steps before deciding it wasn't a serious enough slight for her to be too irate and follows him.]

[traumatizing]

[Well no comment is a good comment, and Terry sighs with seeming relief once they're back at the penthouse. His expression is certainly a shade brighter.]

You want anything?