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

[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?