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[ KISSY ]: sender peppers sleepy kisses across receiver’s cheeks and neck. (mana/SP verse)
Soren wasn’t lying that night when she said she sleeps well in Mana’s presence, she had truly meant every word, even if her actions suggested the opposite was true. Her inability to sleep had nothing to do with her beloved, she had been wanting to open up about the thoughts in her head, her struggles with sleeping, the ever worsening nightmares, but with everything leading up to Evie’s birth and the aftermath, she had struggled to find a good time. She had fallen asleep easier laying next to Mana and had almost slept the whole night this time if it wasn’t for yet another nightmare violently tearing her from her slumber. Soren’s hand clamps onto her unnatural eye, the memory and pain of her nightmare still lingering.
Her sudden awakenings would always worry her that she’d also wake Mana up as well, or even worse that she would lash out while she was trapped in a nightmare and hurt Mana again, like she had early on into their relationship.
So, normally she’d get up and busy herself with work to try and prevent that from happening, then to also try and clear her head. It was, in the end, nothing but a distraction.
This time, she could not bring herself to do so, instead rolling onto her side to gaze upon Mana’s slumbering form. Soren can’t help but think that she looks so peaceful and moves the hand she’d had on her eye to brush some of hair out of the other viera’s face before resting it on her cheek. No, she can’t bear the thought of leaving her, especially when she’d had to come and find Soren in the first place. Guilt claws at her as she becomes lost in thought, that once again she isn’t telling Mana everything even in spite of all the disagreements they’ve had over it. How many times had they hurt Mana by not being open, by keeping very important things hidden? How many times did Mana have to ask her to let her in? She felt ever so guilty that the main way her beloved found these things out is by either being drunk or being caught red handed. Soren had never ever intended to hurt her but…not being open was doing so, wasn’t it?
…Her habits really hadn’t changed at all, even after she had sworn to herself to be better. Guilt ridden thoughts would carry her into the morning until she feels shifting next to her as Mana awakens. Soren could swear she sees relief on the other viera's face as they both gaze at each other. Was that…because she had stayed? Such thoughts would not be able to consume her for long as she feels kisses being peppered over her face and neck, causing laughter to escape her lips. “H-hey, morning to you too!” It seemed however, that Mana would not relent, causing Soren to laugh even harder, to try kiss her back, for two could play at that game. It doesn’t take her too long to realise that the after effects of her nightmare had mostly faded, Mana’s presence and sleepy kisses having eased them. Mana really did help her to sleep, it was just that Soren needed to actually…allow her to help. That’s what this came down to, wasn’t it? Once again does Soren feel so foolish in keeping things quiet, in going off by herself to work in the middle of the night and leaving Mana alone. No, she really can’t keep doing this. She will open up, she has to. Until then though, Soren really just wants to remain in bed with her beloved, continuing their kissing war, seeing who can pepper the most kisses on the other.
"A TESTIMONIAL WOULD DO WONDERS, ACTUALLY," SHE REPLIED, NODDING IN CONFIRMATION ——— knowing full and well that the apothecary could use the good publicity, even with the quiet shifts of attitude toward the Fisalia name that made the task less daunting than it once was. To many others, the family's reputation still cut deep; rendering them averse to change.
"Lady Rosemary and I would appreciate it greatly, so I thank you for offering —–— let me just go ahead and..." Turning the catalogue toward herself once more, Mjara closed it gently and placed it back behind the counter; soon turning upon her heels to walk further into the shop, and grabbing hold of two small jars. The first, filled with small blue lizards preserved in slightly cloudy liquid, and the second filled with various gem-like catalysts.
Then, there came the procurement of a tiny black cauldron, a mortar and pestle, a knife, and a pair of gloves. She did all this with such instinctual precision, you'd have thought that she'd already graduated from her apprenticeship ages ago.
"We had only just sold out of them recently, so you've lucked out in being able to observe a new batch be prepared right before your very eyes, Soren ——— it shouldn't take me very long at all." A handful of minutes, at most, just as soon as she...
...Just as soon as she...
...
...Mjara paused midstep toward the section of jars that were meant to harbor the preserved insects ——— discovering, to her dismay, that the one she was hoping to retrieve simply had...nothing in it at all; completely empty, no matter how many times she turned the jar around, upside down, on its side... ...Had she really just...forgotten to catch more of them the last time she was out....?!
Her very carefully crafted front desk image saw its first crack the moment her eyes went wide in disbelief ——— turning around (stupidly) toward Soren and meeting their gaze, before swiftly withdrawing her own as if to internally correct herself. You're supposed to be the professional here, Mja! Do not gawk at them so!
"U-Uhm..." She began rather awkwardly, putting the empty jar back on the shelf and pacing back toward the counter with a strained smile, "...It would appear that we are partially out of ingredients for it as well ——— b-but, fear not! All I need to do is simply go out to get more of it, which should not take me very...———well, no, it can take a while depending on how many are actually out at this time...b-but-...!"
Professionalism! Professionalism! Stop with that godsforsaken stammering...!
"...You may need to return in about an hour from now, at the earliest. I am so very sorry for the inconvenience, as I should've done a proper inventory check before opening. Please feel free to look around the city while you wait, if you'd like!"
Her feathered headwings ruffle, giving away her delight in being able to help in some way after all. “That is good to hear, I’ll be sure to leave an excellent review.” More positivity around the place would help, she sure hoped. Her own first impression had been nothing but positive after all, nothing at all like the image the family name had conjured. Soren certainly is glad that she decided for herself rather than believe the rumours. She hopes that one day, the dark stain of the Filsalia name will fade.
Soren’s focus then shifted to the two jars the Mjara had retrieved, their gaze stopping upon the one that contained the lizards. As much as she knew that such could be used as ingredients for many medications, knowing and seeing were two different things to her. As much as she would never express it, it was just...slightly gross watching them float around in that cloudy liquid. Well…she’d try to not think about it too much, besides, she was highly curious about the process and how they would be used. Curiosity soon turned into concern once she’d noticed the other fiddling with an empty jar. Perhaps something was missing? Her head tilts in question once Mjara turns back at her, deepening her assumption, even more so when she was no longer able to meet her gaze. Ah. So her assumption was correct. She couldn’t blame her really, she’s sure it was easy with how busy it must have been as of late to lose track of supplies. “It’s alright, it's hardly an inconvenience, don’t worry, these things happen after all.” Her tone was softer than normal as she spoke, to try and get across to the other that she was not upset or mad at this turn of events. “Perhaps…” She trails off, thinking carefully over what Mjara had said on the situation, an idea slowly coming to her. Her day was rather free with the exception of having to go out to record some abnormal frequencies to send back to Tethys later, so perhaps here too, she could help. Two birds with one stone, right? “I may have an alternative idea for you that doesn’t involve you having to leave. I could be the one to go out and retrieve those butterflies for you. With Rosemary away and with how busy you have surely been, it is likely not a good idea for you to go outself, no? I do have some work to do outside the city anyway.” Soren sure hoped that was a convincing enough proposal. Besides, how hard can catching some butterflies be?
AMBITIOUS? IF ANYTHING, SHE ASSUMED THAT HER HER IDEA WAS JUST FINE FOR THE OCCASION ——— it was somewhere different and out of the house, the latter of which Mjara sorely needed; and so she sighed, wishing Soren wasn't so quick to throw herself under the bus all the time.
However, her brow raisesd at the second part, and she took a momentary glance toward her sister to take stock of her reaction. They may have been sitting next to each other, but she made no attempt at appearing like she was present in the conversation ———...or rather, she put all her effort into avoiding it entirely; still holding onto Rael and stroking her hair as the little girl curled into her and sucked on her own thumb, content.
"I don't...fully understand, I'll admit," Maya began, relaxing her hold on Evie, "...but I also don't think what you did was a bad thing, either. I hate it when you blame yourself needlessly." Especially if the other party in question was clearly avoiding the subject at hand... "You tried, and that was enough — at least take heart in that. What kind of recovery are we talking about here?"
Initially Soren could not believe those words, not with how it ended. She had tried, sure she could admit that, but it had been a failure, her actions and words only upset Mana even if she had good intentions. She wishes she had tried to steer the conversation away, to leave a conversation as serious as that one was for another day. Soren didn’t want Mana’s nameday to be nothing but disagreements. “Evie’s birth, mostly.” She rests her gaze at Mana, taking note that she had said nothing as of yet, her attention fixed solely on Rael. Soren hesitates for a moment, worried that Mana wasn’t engaging with the conversation and wondering how long that would last. “...Mja believes that she should be stronger, that she should be doing more. She thinks that she is dragging us down which isn’t true at all.” Her eyes leave Mana again to drop down to her lap, taking a moment to gather her thoughts to explain the bulk of their disagreement. Soren still worries about what she heard the other viera said, about how far she seemed willing to push herself to recover quicker, to be ‘strong’ once again. Eventually she gains the will to look at Maya in the eyes, even if nervousness tinges her tone, unsure of how Maya will react to everything that she’s said so far. “Mja was even willing to pick up the sword again.”
WITH WHAT STRENGTH SHE STILL POSSESSED, SHE WILLED HERSELF TO STAY AWAKE ——— long enough to gaze upon the child more clearly, now that she was much closer and within reach. Close enough that she could brush her finger gently over their cheek; feel through that same tuft of hair that (sparsely) covered their elder sister's over a year ago now.
A whole year, Mana couldn't help but think to herself, thinking back to how much her (darling) daughter had grown since ——— how much she had done, and how much she had seen outside of the void. From the days of clutching her to her breast with only tattered fabric to clothe her, to the present days of watching her hobble happily about the nursery toward her with a smile... she wouldn't trade such memories for anything else.
She wondered if the same would one day be said for her newly arrived, whose eyes found (subconscious) reason to open slowly, and stare at nothing in particular ——— and even then, in a room awash in moonlit tones, Mana noticed they were much darker than Rael's. "...All this time, I never actually came up with a name in advance," they said, gaze softening to the point where it almost looked as though she'd drift off to sleep once more.
"...I had a list, but...I couldn't bring myself to choose. There's a lot in a name, isn't there? So I don't want to pick...wrong..." A yawn interrupted the faraway musing, keeping her hand upon the child's chest. "Did you discover what they were yet?"
A name…Of course. Unlike Rael they didn’t have a name decided in advance, something Soren would put down to the constant worry over their safety being threatened again and again by her parents. Like Mana, Soren didn't want to choose wrong either, to give a name in a rush and it not fit their newest child. She wanted it to be right.
“There is, yes.” Her gaze remained on Mana, wondering if she was on the verge of falling into a slumber once again, a worry over how exhausted they must be, a worry over Mana falling into yet another nightmare that would disturb her slumber. “Perhaps tomorrow, if you are well enough to do so, we could go through that list together and see if we can decide on one. It might come to us easier now that we can see them.”
Soren perked up in response to Mana’s other question, with what had followed the other viera’s awakening, she hadn’t been too sure on when the best time to break the news would be, and thus had played along with the ambiguity of what their second born was.
“I have, yes,” she said as her ears twitched in anticipation over how the other would react to the reveal. She hoped Mana would be as happy as last time. Soren smiles at her once again, though this time it is much warmer than the last. “A girl. We have another daughter, Mja.”
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Yay, he was kinder to me than his weapon lol
On another note, wanting to make more of an effort to make connections with more people :3
Watching the Luuk ep and someone looks a lil smitten lmao
❝ i only sleep well when you're next to me. ❞ (mana + sp verse)
HER ONLY RESPONSE WAS THAT OF (PLAYFUL) SKEPTICISM ——— appreciating the attempt at steering her away from what was already blatantly apparent to her upon entering the other's workspace. A place that should have been empty at this hour. But alas...
...Soren wasn't one to break habits easily — this, Mana understood with time. It's what makes her so easy—and what makes her so fun—to tease; draping her arms around her shoulders from behind and leaning in, now cheek to (flushed) cheek.
"Reaaaaally?" Mana whispered, in a sweet, cooing tone ——— gently guiding one of her hands through the loose opening of the other viera's shirt. Mischievous fingers well acquainted with both the warmth of her beloved's skin and the beat of her heart. "Now, you say that, and yet...here I am, still coming downstairs in the middle of the night to remind you what time it is~..."
( Are you having trouble sleeping? Is there something on your mind? Please, tell me. I don't want to be left in the dark. )
"So, if I didn't know any better, my darling, I'd say you'd want me sleeping here at this point for your words to ring true." Not that she'd allow it, Mana was sure. ...But it beat waking up to an empty space, and a racing mind. It beat the momentary fear of something bad happening. The viera brushed her lips gently upon her cheek, giving her a warm squeeze.
"Come, come ——— back upstairs we go."
⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭
❝ i’m fine. just... blurry. ❞
❝ how long have i been awake? ❞
❝ i’m not even tired anymore. that’s the scary part. ❞
❝ sorry, what were you saying? i spaced out. ❞
❝ do my eyes look as bad as they feel? ❞
❝ i swear i just blinked. was that a nap? ❞
❝ i think my thoughts are melting. ❞
❝ caffeine is basically my blood type at this point. ❞
❝ i can’t tell if i’m hallucinating or dreaming with my eyes open. ❞
❝ i should sleep. but if i stop, i’m afraid i won’t start again. ❞
❝ don’t let me fall asleep here. seriously. ❞
❝ i’m running on fumes and bad decisions. ❞
❝ every time i close my eyes, it feels like i’m falling. ❞
❝ i forgot what rested feels like. ❞
❝ if i sleep, i’ll miss everything. ❞
❝ i’m too tired to be mad… so congrats, i guess. ❞
❝ i can’t think straight. not with this fog in my head. ❞
❝ my body’s here, but the rest of me checked out hours ago. ❞
❝ sleep is a luxury i can’t afford right now. ❞
❝ i think i’m dreaming. wait... am i dreaming? ❞
❝ my nightmares are waiting for me. i’d rather stay awake. ❞
❝ i need to rest, but resting feels like surrender. ❞
❝ there’s no peace when i close my eyes. ❞
❝ i’m scared to sleep. i’m scared of what’s waiting in the dark. ❞
❝ i can’t stop. if i do, everything falls apart. ❞
❝ don’t ask if i’m okay—just lie with me for a little while. ❞
❝ i didn’t mean to snap. i’m just... so tired. ❞
❝ sleep doesn’t help anymore. it just delays the crash. ❞
❝ the world feels louder when you haven’t slept. ❞
❝ i’m unraveling, thread by thread. ❞
❝ every second awake feels like it’s clawing at my brain. ❞
❝ i’m afraid if i close my eyes, you’ll be gone when i wake up. ❞
❝ i’ve been running on survival mode for too long. ❞
❝ this isn’t living, this is drifting. ❞
❝ sometimes being awake hurts less than the dreams. ❞
❝ i don’t know if i’m tired or if i’m just... done. ❞
❝ my thoughts keep looping like a broken record. ❞
❝ i keep thinking maybe i’ll rest when it’s all over. ❞
❝ i can’t sleep. not when you’re still hurting. ❞
❝ i keep waiting for morning, but it never comes. ❞
❝ my body aches like grief. ❞
❝ i’m holding on. barely. ❞
❝ i’m so tired, i forgot why i started this. ❞
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🐝 * ― 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ you've been my best friend for years, what made you think it would change now? ❜ ❛ i'm always here for you if you need me. ❜ ❛ well, that's what friends are for. ❜ ❛ remember, i'm always just one call away. ❜ ❛ how long have we known each other now? i know you better than you know yourself. ❜ ❛ you're an idiot most of the time, but you're my idiot. ❜ ❛ do you want to come over and watch movies tonight? i could use some company. ❜ ❛ you always know how to cheer me up. ❜ ❛ i made you your favorite food. ❜ ❛ i know it's 2 a.m. but i really need someone to talk to. are you awake? ❜ ❛ remember when we used to build blanket forts? let's do it again. ❜ ❛ please come to this family dinner with me. my family already loves you and i need some neutral person there with me. ❜ ❛ here, i got you something. i saw it at the shop and it reminded me of you. ❜ ❛ do you remember that promise we made to each other when we were kids? ❜ ❛ i'm so grateful to have you in my life. you mean the world to me. ❜ ❛ i don't need advice right now, just a friend to listen. ❜ ❛ you're the best friend one could ever ask for. ❜ ❛ hey, umm ... thank you for being my friend. ❜ ❛ you don't have to go through this alone. i'm here for you. ❜ ❛ want to grab a coffee and catch up? ❜ ❛ we may not talk every day anymore, but i still consider you my friend. ❜ ❛ i can stay and help you finish this if you want. ❜ ❛ you've got this. i believe in you! ❜ ❛ how about we plan a game night this weekend? ❜ ❛ do you ever wonder what our lives will be like in ten years? ❜ ❛ no matter what happens, you'll always have me. ❜ ❛ you don't have to pretend with me. i like you just the way you are. ❜ ❛ consider it ... a little friendly competition. ❜ ❛ thank you, you always know how to make me laugh. ❜ ❛ i can't believe how far we've come together. ❜ ❛ just stay put, i'll be over in a minute. ❜ ❛ i've got us tickets for that concert/movies/exhibition you wanted to go to. ❜ ❛ how about a road trip? just like old times ... ❜ ❛ i really appreciate you staying in my life all these years. ❜ ❛ i don't know what i'd do without you. ❜ ❛ you can tell me if something is bothering you. ❜ ❛ race you to the end of the street! ❜ ❛ bet you can't beat me at this game. i'm a pro. ❜ ❛ i challenge you to a cooking contest. loser has to buy dinner for the next week. ❜ ❛ you've been such a great friend, and i just wanted to say thanks. ❜
HMMM, OF COURSE ——— now it all made sense. She's heard tell of the organization in passing, though could never ascertain a way to tell its members apart from any other foreigner; even now, she found herself (jokingly) outmatched in this round of guesswork. Nevertheless, she takes both their name and offer to heart. "Had you been a consultant in sales, I would've had you go out and advertise on our behalf — but, I'm only kidding. I'm sure there are people far more in need of assistance than us, but the thought is still appreciated, Soren."
Besides, there was still the background check to get through; and as far as Mjara herself was concerned, there seemed far more than what met the eye with this peculiar operative. The feathered 'ears', the prosthetic limb, the chronic pain and fatigue... could it have been borne solely from overclocking? Or something even more severe? In listening to their explanation, the pharmacist in training flipped further through the catalog with a discerning eye, landing eventually upon the image of a small tray of amber-colored squares, lined up neatly on the page.
"Although our mist therapy treatment initially struck my mind, I believe Harmony Tablets are better suited to both your lifestyle and needs. Much like mist therapy, it's been clinically proven to ease and reduce pain, promotes healthier sleep, and helps to mitigate those flareups from happening as frequently as you imply them to. They're best taken in the morning and right before bed at night." As she spoke, Mjara rotated the book so that they could see more clearly; a subtle moment of bashfulness emerging upon continuing.
"I also recommend them because...well, I haven't quite mastered the former yet to administer it with full confidence ——— and I'd rather not give Lady Rosemary any negative publicity for putting someone through involuntary hallucinations..." She let out a sigh before recomposing herself with a smile not long after. "Nevertheless, would this be something to your liking?"
She tries to suppress a laugh behind her hand, the mental image amusing her perhaps a bit too much. Soren fears that she’d sooner lose them sales than anything if she had tried. “Unfortunately that is not among my abilities.” Her hand slips from her mouth to her chin, tapping it in thought. “Though…perhaps I could at least give a testimonial after?” Internally she’d admit that she was glad that her symptoms were not probed further, the other no doubt gaining some idea that her symptoms were a result of overclocking, though she couldn’t be too sure what she made of it. At times Soren has become wary of mentioning it to those outside the Shores, that even with all the help those suffering from overclocking can receive, some people remain scared of them, focused on the factor of danger. As much as it is understandable, it does still sting. The chosen medication grabs her attention, gaze falling back down to the book on the counter, appreciative when the pharmacist turned the book her way. She looks carefully over the page as she closely listens to her words. As much as the mist therapy, too, caught Soren’s interest, she remained fixated on the tablets. “Harmony Tablets…” She parrots. It certainly sounded fitting, for her life did lack harmony. Though, since she has a very…irregular sleep pattern she’d most likely have to set alarms instead.
“These do sound very promising. Even if it eases some of my symptoms, it would be worth it.” Anything that will make her more functional, more ‘normal’. It worries her at times, when she has her bad days, if it will become more and more common until she can’t carry out her work anymore. Would it prevent her from having a purpose?
Mjara’s admission caught her by surprise, and Soren appreciated that she did not want to risk administering a medication that she was not yet confident in. That and well…Soren didn’t want anything else to encourage the whispers that plagued her mind.
Eventually she straightens up, eyes locked on the pharmacist once again and she nods at her with a smile. “It would, yes. Your choice certainly sounds like it would help me a lot, thank you.”
HER (PLASTERED) SMILE FADED, LEAVING ONLY AN EXHAUSTED EXPRESSION IN ITS WAKE ——— were she kinder to herself, perhaps she would have agreed. But the aching pain that still lingered in her body said otherwise, and she closed her eyes with a winded sigh. "It's all over me," she mumbled out, hardly above the initial whisper she started with, "...Otherwise, I would've already been..." Awake. Present. Not swimming within waters so uncertain.
From the day of Orpheus' sacrifice, to their perilous journey into the void. From escaping the snare left by 'Mother Dearest', to now what would have been her deathbed in any other scenario—another time, another place—...Mana's days as a princess awakening from a (cursed) dream never seemed to cease. Again, and again, and again, and again....
Her eyes reopened slowly, fingers slow to crawl out of Soren's hold in a weak effort to reach up for the bundle in her arms. Feeling only the soft texture of the fabric that kept them warm, wishing silently that she could muster the strength to rise and look upon them directly. "...No, it's not that important. Not as much as they are. Are they... okay, at the very least?"
Soren shakes her head in denial, refusing to see what she saw before her as weakness, stubbornly only seeing it as strength. Could Mana not see what Soren herself saw? Mana’s strength was something that she’d always admired after all, it had been one of the reasons that she’d fallen for her. Help or no, Mana had gone through so much and had made it out the other side alive. Even if it took a while she still overcame it did she not? If Mana was as weak as she was, even if she did have help then... she likely wouldn’t be here. Soren lets out a shaky sigh, not wanting to go down that thought process. No, Mana was strong, Mana was a survivor, even if she didn’t see it. With those thoughts in mind, she wants to protest again, to help see Mana see herself the way that she herself sees her. Soren doesn’t get far, however, once she feels Mana’s hand lever her own, alerting her and dragging her out of her thoughts. Her eyes follow Mana’s hand up to the bundle in her arms. Slowly and carefully, Soren takes her seat upon the chair again, leaning forward towards the bed so Mana doesn’t have to struggle to reach so far anymore. She takes a moment to process her words, still believing that their conversation was still important, though she thinks it can be left for another time, especially now their child was the focus. Her now freed hand returns to the child to help support them more steadily. Her gaze rests upon the child in her arms. “Y-yeah, they’re okay. Much more quiet in comparison to Rael, in fact that earlier cry was the first sound I’d heard from them at all.” In truth, the quietness worried and unnerved her, almost fearing for the worst until she could tell they were breathing, that she could hear and feel their pulse, that she could see the flow of the child’s aether flowing normally. She raises her head to look back at Mana once more, trying to smile reassuringly at her. “They are fine, they are healthy.”
❝ you always seem to know what i need. ❞ (mana + sp verse)
A SOFT, YET VAGUELY SMUG SMILE ROSE ON HER FACE AT THE WORDS ——— and yet, Mana nevertheless shook her head, chuckling whilst refilling the small teacup she'd given Soren for a nasty sore throat. 'Butterfly Honey', she called the drink within it, made from various crushed bugs, honey harvested from beehive chips, lemon, and vanilla. Thankfully, the first ingredient on that list wasn't a big enough deterrent against trying it — or, so she had Mana believe.
The winter months spared no one, not even those who had lived in such climes for long periods of time. Not even those who were otherwise in good health for much of the year. ...Knowing that, she procured her own cup of tea to drink slowly — the faintest tinge of guilt marring the corners of her lips, for she knew exactly the reason why Soren had gotten sick in the first place.
"I don't always," she replied after letting out a warm breath of air, setting the cup back down, "...But I'd like to say I make pretty good guesses from time to time." Two, almost three years worth of them, she realized. But already, it felt like forever.
soul phrase ——— a continuation of "birthdays". | @devourersofgods
SHE HADN'T BEEN EXPECTING THEM TO RETURN SO SOON AFTER LEAVING, BARELY PAST AN HOUR ON THE CLOCK ——— so, one had to excuse the utter incredulous that played on Maya's face as she slowly stepped aside to let them in, keeping Evie close to her chest to shield her from the initial rush of cold air that wafted in from the outside.
Mana appeared like an absolute wreck, clinging to a visibly worried—and potentially guilty—Soren, whose involvement in this sudden change she couldn't yet verify; unaware, for better or for worse, of what transpired at the restaurant they'd gone out to for her birthday. Rael, at the very least, was more than happy to see them both! Rising up from her empire of toys to waddle excitedly toward the cold, slightly hunched pair, eventually stumbling into Mana's embrace when she shakily kneeled down to catch her before she met the ground again.
Sweet as the sight was, there were still many unanswered questions abound ——— and it wasn't until everyone was settled in the living room that Maya finally addressed the elephant—nay, the entire zoo—in the room. "...So...what exactly happened? I wasn't expecting you two to be back this soon."
No matter how many times throughout the cold trip home she had tried to think of an explanation as to what happened to give to the viera that awaited their (now early) return, only to fail to come up with a coherent explanation, for it had all become far too…messy. It should have been an enjoyable day, a celebration for Mana’s nameday. It should have never ended in tears. Now, put on the spot, did she find herself even more lost. She knows she owes Maya an explanation, as to why they’re both home so early, why Mana looks so upset. No doubt this was the complete opposite of what Maya had been expecting. She feels so goddamned guilty over how much of a disaster it had been, over how much she had no doubt ruined Mana’s nameday. Soren fidgets with the edge of her jacket, unable to meet Maya’s eyes directly. “P-perhaps…this was too much too soon, too ambitious.” If they had stayed in for the day would this have happened at all? “T-that and we..had a difference of opinion over Mja’s recovery.”
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Some muse updates. -Removed HSR muses as I no longer play the game. -Wuthering Waves verse added to my OC, Soren. -Added Xiangli Yao and Luuk Herssen.
Ended up having a blast with wuwa update. Blew all my expectations away by a long shot lol.
Will be adding Luuk
Deffo wanting to develop some connections :3
