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

[blindfoldcode]

I'll text you. [She lets out a long breath and finally--]

... Can I ask a favor?

[wounds]

[He trusts Kido. They both have things they need to hide.

So he nods.]

Ask away.

[blindfoldcode]

... Can you give me a hand home. [It's taking a lot for her to ask for help. But seriously her fingers feel fuzzy and she's not sure her legs have bones in them anymore.]

[wounds]

No problem.

[He'll get up and offer her a hand to grab onto.]

Let's get back.

[blindfoldcode]

[She takes it, and even with that she wobbles. Well, at least she can be certain of her leg bones. She's not a puddle on the floor.]

Thanks.

[wounds]

Gotta look out for each other.

[He's at least a constant, steady presence at her side.]

[blindfoldcode]

[She's gonna need it. She'll teeter the entire way back to the penthouse.]