saturn

raven’s hue lit up seeing luna looking over her little doodles and things. the only person that wanted to see them was finn, and it was nice having luna here, comforting even, made her feel less alone at times. her hand goes to her cheek, to keep her face on hers while she studied her eyes and the bruising on her neck. “you get enough?” she asks her, her hue gentle on luna, but then again it had always been soft on luna. never in a moment had her hue been harsh on luna, and she hoped it never did. “yeah, i feel like i could sleep more, but definitely no more pounding head.” which was a good thing in her mind. she barely could keep her eyes open and remembered how luna had brought her into her room, doing her best to get the brace off of her leg. she smiled at that, before she was dropping her hand from her cheek, taking the hair tie from luna, and putting it around her wrist. it felt good to have her hair down, and she decided to keep it that way for a little while longer. “do i? well that’s good. if i recall someone had to carry me to my bed.” she says, a smile appearing on her face. “you could of slept in bed with me. i wouldn’t have minded.” she really wouldn’t have, she would have preferred luna sleeping there than anywhere else that she slept. “unless you did sleep in my bed.” she muses, because she really wasn’t sure, since she could remember breathing in her scent while she was sleeping. she felt the hand on her back and smiled at it, warmth seeping under her skin, before it was dropped and luna was moving. raven moved with her, sliding her foot along the ground, and then resting against the wall by the window, looking out at what luna was seeing.

hearing her words, her hue turned back to luna, her hand being placed on her arm softly giving it a squeeze.”is it hard? it being similar to the rig?” she asks her, before she was looking back out at her sea, a chuckle leaving her lips. “you know, that’s what i’ve been saying. we need waves out here.” she says, shaking her head, before her hue goes back to luna. “its a lot easier to swim in, no water trying to push you one way or another. so i’ve heard.” she murmurs, because obviously raven had never been swimming. “i’m sorry about your home. and your family, luna.” she whispers, truth in her voice and her hue. she was sorry. she knew what it was like to lose the only family you had, to lose the only home that you had, and to resort to nothing. being back here, felt nostalgic in a sense. but it also brought closer to raven also. “fancy breakfast? i know you haven’t eaten, and you made that delicious meal. least you deserve is to have some.” she says, before she was moving back to the bed, slow movements, as she didn’t want to fall flat on her face. she guided herself down on the bed, her hand going to the brace and picking it up before she moved it behind her leg, so she could strap it back on. she sometimes hated the brace, a reminder of what was lost, but it did help her move around a lot easier. her hip still ached, but she figured it was because of the running around she did, she figured it would ache quite a bit. her eyes looked up to luna, a soft and gentle smile appearing there. “if you want, before we get food i can show you the showers if you want one. might be able to find you some clean clothes, to wear while your ones are getting cleaned.” she tells her, tightening up one strap, adjusting the brace and moving her hands to the next strap.

the moment raven’s hand moved for her, luna’s eyes dropped right to it before her hue went back to hers, knowing what she was doing and why. touch between her and raven was never lacking in care and luna learned far enough back to trust her in that regard and without missing a beat anymore. “how long does it take for the moon to get from there.....to over there...” she glanced to the window to point from one side of the window to the other where the moon could no longer even be seen at all. “that’s how long i slept.” she tells her, tilting her head a little where raven touched her neck. she could still feel soreness of muscle there and if there was bruising it would be there like any other, a week or so. her eyes felt better, less dry and less glazed over at the same time. “i didn’t sleep in your bed. there’s no aversion to that, i just didn’t get to it before i fell asleep.” she pointed over to the spot on the floor beside raven’s bed as raven dropped her hand away from her neck. her dark eyes smiled lightly on her. “if i hadn’t carried you it would have been someone else and no one here is quick enough to keep you from hitting the floor when you abandon your chair without warning.” she smiled more, her tone obviously playing gently with her, because raven had slid right off of her stool from how tired she had been. luna moved her hand to pull at the wrapping her arm, ready to have that off of her and no longer covering the ink there or making her arm sore from it’s presence, so showering could make that feel better. 

her eyes went out the window and the answer to raven’s question was a complicated one, one luna’s eyes informed her off even before she parted her lips to answer. “complicated, it’s....bittersweet.” and luna wasn’t sure she knew how to talk about it or if she wanted to, if she was even willing to let her thoughts stir back up over what was difficult or not. her eyes burned and her throat tightened but a few blinks cleared that up and she swallowed everything else, covering raven’s hand lightly with her own to squeeze it before she let her own fall. “it’s in the past and that’s where it needs to stay. every day will either get easier or it’ll be the same, but i don’t foresee it being worse, so that’s something i guess.” she adds, raven’s apology making her eyes weakened again but luna was as quick of mind as she was of motion and she nodded just once, her lips turning up slightly with a small smile. “home is here now.” she admits. “family is here now. at least you if no one else. i’m okay with that.” raven mattered to her, was her rock when she felt like she was sinking; a very possible feeling even for luna. steadiness and familiarity came in the form of the woman in front of her. “i'm hungry, yeah.” and the shower sounded like the next best step to take so luna nodded to that too while raven moved to put her brace on, her eyes glancing down at her clothing. she didn’t need much, and with raven’s words she hoped coming by some extra articles of clothing was possible because she didn’t think any of them came up with more than what they were wearing and luna knew fabric enough to know none of it would last any of them six years. “these won’t last and people probably their bed sheets and blankets.” 

it was scary and yet endearing of how much lexa knew clarke. in the short times they had spent together, she knew what clarke was thinking of what she wanted to do even before she told her. except when it came to clarke’s feelings about lexa, it was the one that stumped her, and clarke wished it didn’t, but she knew why they did, and she would make sure it didn’t stump her anymore. she loved that lexa would let her go far away from her with the thought of never seeing her again, knowing she was hoping they would. clarke hoped they would meet again also, just to see if lexa was okay, just to look at her even if it were going to be the last time she got to. she couldn’t change the past, but at least here, she got to keep lexa with her, got to love on her the way that she wanted to. clarke thought she could talk to pike, tell him to stop this madness and find peace between the two clans, and then go back to polis knowing her people were okay. that they weren’t going to attack any more of lexa’s people. now she didn’t have to worry about that she didn’t want to worry about that, right now she wanted to make love to her girlfriend in the movie theater.

her skin so vibrant as always glowed more against the red velvet chairs, her hue glowing  even brighter. as lexa’s hands removed fabric from her, clarke was looking her over, seeing her nipples harden for her, hearing the soft words given to her had her eyes going to her stomach, feeling her girlfriend’s fingers sliding fabric off her breasts, seeing the way those green eyes marveled in clarke, had her thighs clenching had her crashing hard to her lips as she moans feeling lexa’s hands on her breasts, those delicate fingers that could bruise her so easily working her nipples hard making clarke pant harder, as her fingers began to work the button off of her jeans, to find the zipper to pull it down enough that she slid her fingers between the fabric, finding her nerve, dipping down to her entrance to feel how wet she was, and spreading that back to her clit. “i just want you. always just want you.” she whispers her eyes closing feeling the kiss to her neck, feeling her tongue on her skin. “lexa.” she breathes out, before she was moving off of her, pulling her pants down, pulling lexa’s boots off so she could get her jeans right off of her, looking at her body now, seeing the glistening heat between her thighs, clarke carefully spreading them, placing them on each arm rest of the seat, before she was on her knees and running her tongue through her folds needing to taste her, wanting to taste her, moaning when she got the taste of her. the scent of lexa was incredible, it had her tongue rolling around her entrance for more of her, for more of the taste of her. hands moving back up to her breasts to claim them, massage them as her tongue massages her clit. “mm you taste so good. you’re so  beautiful.” she whispers against her clit, her tongue flicking at it, before she was sucking on her.

having her here felt like a completion that she spent so much time dreaming about and thinking about, it was hard to believe that she was here again, touching her and kissing her, even just hearing the sound of her voice. she’d never forget the sound but her memory didn’t do clarke justice and having her right here in her arms was so much better. not only was clarke right within her reach, but the promise that she was going to be able to stay was even more amazing. it might be hard for her to believe and it might take time to get there and really trust in it, for both of them to trust in it, but they had that time to learn it together, to stumble through it if they needed to, but to know that they got to do that together. her eyes burned with tears, in awe of the woman she got to pull into her lap once again, the woman she got to kiss and taste and feel under her fingertips. getting the clothing off of her chest and letting her fingertips dance across her stomach...over clarke’s ribs and her breasts....lexa’s heart beat faster and her breath shook more for her, every time her eyes met blue she felt more awe seeing her still there, having not faded.

clarke’s hands worked just eagerly to get clothing off of her body, the movie theater just as theirs as the bed in the penthouse and her bed in polis. her hips rolled up from the red velvet of the seat and she was panting on her lips helping clarke get her jeans off and out of her, lexa kicking off her boots at the same time and then settling right back to the seat with green eyes that deepened for her girlfriend, teeth that captured her bottom lip to keep it from trembling with the shaking breaths passing over it. it was released the moment clarke sunk down lower to her knees in front of her, her soft hands spreading her thighs and making her heart beat faster, anticipation knotted up in her stomach and chest before she watched and felt the soft fire of her tongue touching to her nerve. lexa’s head fell right back to the seat, her hands curling into clarke’s hair. “hayon.” as quickly as her head had fallen back, her eyes were back on blue, feeling clarke’s words, her breath, how hot she made her skin so quickly. one hand moved over clarke’s on her breast and the other tightened in her curls, pulling gently on her wanting her back in her lap but god, she was rolling her hips a little more too, needy and wanting to feel more of her mouth. 

she remembered the people they lost, the people they had gained. the people they had hurt. god were there a lot of people that they hurt. people that didn’t deserve it, those that they made hurt because they were hurting too. her mind played over the way luna had kept saying no, the way roan had his arms around her neck, making her sleep. how raven wanted to so badly jump in there and pull him off of her, but she knew it would be useless, and she had a feeling someone would of stopped her from touching him, no doubt tie her up with murphy and emori, and then who would luna have to stand by her side with? she remembered the way he kicked at her hip, the one that they had hurt, the one that they had caused the pain in, in the first place. she remembered how luna used that to knock roan down, the king of azgeda. she had to smile at that, but then luna was injured and it showed the way she had been lent over clutching her hip, the cry that left her lips, and he made it worse. they made it worse. knocked her unconscious tied her to a bed, and kept her there, using what they wanted. in her dream state it made raven question if they cared if she lived or died, and honestly raven was glad she didn’t know the answer.

eyes were opening slowly on that thought, a hand pushing her curls back from her face, before her eyes were adjusting to the dim light around her, seeing luna looking at her things. it had her heart beating a little harder knowing that luna was here, safe, away from the pain that was inflicted on her, because raven’s people were selfish when it came to the grounders lives. she removed the blanket from herself, hands going to her numb leg to move it so she could move her good one without tripping her up. in a small decent room like this, she didn’t need the brace, and she limped over to luna’s side, a hand going to her back as raven looked at all the sketches that she left behind in order to help abby know clarke was alive, and to see finn only to find out he loved someone else. but if she didn’t come down to earth when she did who knew what would of happened to her, or if she would of ever met luna. “i was trying to see if they could get to the moon and get me a rock. then i remembered it wouldn’t be possible, not with the strict air issue we were having up here.” she says, her voice coated in sleep, before her eyes were looking over luna. “did you find sleep?” she asks, before she was looking around the room, trying to find any evidence that luna had been sleeping, or if she’d been awake this whole time. surely she wouldn’t of had slept on the floor.

it was impossible to pull her eyes away from the bones of raven’s mind, all the things that came out of it, all the workings no matter how big or small the project appeared to be; it wasn’t like luna would know the difference and each made her smile even not knowing what any of them were. she would happen across a random drawing that was clearly raven’s pen getting bored and dreaming off into a small doodle of ink and it made luna smile, finding something like a pen that had been chewed on or a little wrapper from something small and likely sweet, a can from a drink or a empty water bottle, a bent metal clip of sorts. all of the things made up raven’s work, whether it was actually for work or work in relaxing and unwinding her mind. 

“mm.” luna hummed acknowledging raven moving in bed, moving to wake and get back to her feet, and acknowledging the question. “i slept.” she answers her, feeling her hand on her back and smiling softly, her dark eyes pulling away from the things she was looking at, not wanting it to seem like she was being nosy more than just interested in the things raven kept herself occupied with up here. “did you get enough?” luna pulled raven’s hair tie from her own wrist where she’d put it, offering it back to her in case she wanted it. she could ask raven if there was enough air now to get her to the moon, but luna could tell it was still further than it looked, curious of how easy it would be to actually land something on it. it was...way out of her knowledge to think about knowing anything about what it might take. “you look less tired.” she tells her now, because before she had told raven how tired she looked. now she looked much more rested and that made luna feel better too, knowing she might need to eat now, both of them probably, showers, things that would make them feel more human. her hand moved to the small of raven’s back and rubbed lightly there before she dropped her hand back to herself and stepped away from raven’s things, walking back to peer out the window with no sight of the moon, but she stretched a little. “not much different than the rig, a lot of metal.” she muses, sweeping her eyes over the black and stars. “less water in your sea.” a smile twitched at her lips once more.

she was glad that luna was here, luna didn’t make her feel like she had less time to do everything, she didn’t just talk to raven because she needed her to fix something, and then not talk to her until the next thing needed fixing. no. she talked to raven because she seemed to enjoy it, she enjoyed her company, and it had raven relaxing around the other woman, had her smiling, letting herself be loose around her, not feeling like here was a reason she wanted to talk to her, or be in her presence. she felt luna’s fingers at her knee, and then nothing else after that. it brought a lump into her throat the reminder of her leg not feeling anything. sure she had gotten used to it, but the feeling above her knee, and then nothing underneath it, coming from someone else’s fingers, just had her closing her eyes, keeping them closed, and sleep was coming quick to her once more. raven knew she would be thankful for the sleep, and she felt something covering her, making raven, hug it closer, turning on her side a bit more, toward her room, her hair was being pulled out of its ponytail and raven sunk more into her pillow. her mind going over the pain and loss, the fear inside of her, the fear of not getting them up here in time. she remembered luna was staying in her room, and it left a soft breath of air from her.

raven always dreamed of things she could create, little gadgets that she could use when she got the chance to use them. just little play things. she tried making a small robot that could talk back to her, but that didn’t work out so well, because she couldn’t get the voice sounding perfect, so it just started speaking gibberish. raven just figured she knew what it was saying, and would sit in here for hours complaining to it. then she would look out at the moon and wish she could go see it, stand on it, take a rock back to the ark for it. a hand slid under her pillow her hair falling around her face as she slept, a hand resting outside of the bed, that felt like it was someone else’s. she knew how they got back up here, her mind playing a different story, but then came the scent of sea salt, and raven’s brows relaxed as her mind recalled the first time she saw the woman that scent belonged to, before it was going to the way she was handled, remembering her time in mount whether when she got handled like that. the pain in her hip from the blast and the bone marrow that caused wick to have to carry her back to arcadia. because raven couldn’t walk. much like luna couldn’t walk when she was trying to leave.

time passed because the position of the moon outside the window changed, watching it go across the stretch of the glass. when her eyes weren’t on that few they were moving back to check on raven every now and then, and then her eyes fell closed to as her mind drifted deeper into her prayers. sleep had to have happened somewhere in the midst of them, but she didn’t lose her awareness of raven just behind her back in the bed or of raven’s hand draped over her arm that had stayed rested back with her fingers nestled into a little collection of her curls. even peace ended somewhere, where her mind jolted to those of her clan who died at her hands, to the loss of friends she’d hoped to see again, children she hoped to hold again. luna’s mind jumped and hard, but outwardly, her eyes simply opened and moving more lazily to the window and the absence of the moon there.

then she was looking over her shoulder to raven still sleeping and turning back to put her eyes on a space of wall across the room from her, but ultimately she moved to pull herself silently from the floor and back to her feet. her skin had gotten cold but it didn’t phase her more than she acknowledged it, from where she had her layers of tank tops on and the thin fabric over her legs, the moccasins that were plenty warm and allowed her to walk over to the window to peer out better, peer down into a sea of stars that went on in all directions. there was no view of her sea, and luna wasn’t sure she wanted to see it, but she pressed her fingertips to her lips and touched them to the glass before her eyes went back with the turning of her head over raven’s space, little trinkets and things spread out on her shelves that luna moved closer to simply to glance over and smile gently over, sketches of geometric shapes and plans she had that luna dropped her fingertips to just to touch along with stray bits of metal.

one moment raven felt like she was falling then she felt like she was safe, the sea salt stronger now, and raven was finding her head resting on something much softer, her nose breathing in the scent stronger now as her face had moved closer to luna’s neck. she could hear muffled speaking, but her mind wasn’t registering what that was. warmth was the next thing raven felt in her new area of rest, that had her letting out a content breath of air. so much had happened in her life, so much hardship, loss, pain, guilt. so much fighting, god was there so much fighting, so much of raven’s life was fighting. but the embrace she found herself in wasn’t like that, it felt peaceful, safe, warm. breathing in the scent her mind registered who it belonged to, and then her body was being lowered to something much different, a fainted scent hung in the air, making her groan at it, resting on her back, her leg bent and the knee, before brown hue opened to find that sea salt that she had been breathing in. she could feel luna’s fingers up above her knee, her eyes closing once more, before opening them again to look up at her. “thank you.” she whispers to her, a gentle hand going to luna’s, before she was unstrapping one of the braces, to show luna how to do it. “going to eat?” she asks her, tired hue looking at luna, a quiet breath leaving her lips, as her hand drops to the side, a softer breath passing through her lips. “glad you’re here, luna.” and she was, things would of been much different if luna wasn’t here. monty would of been in charge of food, but raven most likely would of just ventured to her room, locked herself up, for a couple of days maybe, just going over everything that had happened. 

the groan from raven told her she’d found the right space. only raven would moan and groan about being surrounded by all of the things she hadn’t yet finished and all of the things she’d likely be happy to finish, if it she was certain it didn’t feel to raven like her life was going in reverse. at least luna could offer her a difference in being here with her this time around. she knew she would enjoy looking over all of her projects and seeing what that incredible mind got up to when raven was actually left to her own devices. raven’s hand sliding down to pull a fastener free showed luna how to do it and she made gentle and quick work of the others, to slide it from her leg. she understood the injury from watching her enough, overhearing, knowing that the leg itself there didn’t hurt raven, but rather the way she had to compensate somewhere for the lack of feeling there and how it made her hip get tired and ache. braces were support, and with that gone she reached to pull a blanket up over raven and smiled hearing her. 

“no. i’m not hungry. i will be right here.” she tells her quietly, her hand moving to brush back little bits of her hair from her cheek before she lightly fussed with the hair tie holding her hair back and unraveled it from her to free that. not once had she seen raven actually get to take a tie out and not be restrained in even that way, by the brace, by work she had to get through. raven was slipping back to sleep and luna brought her lips to her temple. “reshop, skaiflaya.” for a moment she sat there beside her on the floor with her back against the bed, one arm resting back on it and toying lightly with a tendril of raven’s hair. it was her eyes that moved first over raven’s space, over her room and things cluttering, to the window where she could see a small section of the moon, and there she watched, there the prayers of her clan started through her head and drifted in and out like waves, rolling to pillars of the rig and right through them with quiet lapping.

she heard luna’s words, a tired smile playing on her lips hearing her accent and the words that rolled with it. “no doubt.” she murmurs, her eyes no longer opening but her ears were listening to the movement of luna, feeling her arms around her which had her relaxing more. a soft hum leaving her lips hearing her voice that was a bit muffled with how tired her brain was that it seemed to be shutting down. sea salt was something she could smell though, and it brought a calming peace inside of her, no longer trying to fight with her eyes to keep them open, instead she found solace in the movements around her, the smell around her that she was drifting a lot more into a deeper slumber. her body was heavy, her mind was quiet for a change, but raven’s body was trying to find comfort in sleep, moving slightly, as her head buried back into her arms, something about the surface she had it resting on didn’t feel so comforting, so arms wrapped under her head, as her leg tried to stretch out, her body trying to stretch itself out, sliding along the counter her head and arms were, her leg trying to curl up closer to her chest, which had raven sliding off the stool, which to raven while sleeping, just felt like she was flying, floating, like that one time in becca’s lab.

monty took his plate with a grateful smile that luna returned, one given to the blonde girl just behind him, others were following along down the hallway. bellamy was wiping his hands on a cloth indicating to her that he’d been working on something. the azgedian followed him, and luna for a moment got distracted just loading up plate after plate and handing them quietly over to each had that reached for one. as long as they were quiet, and they were. they caught on quickly to the quiet in the room, as they entered it, or maybe they were all just as drained in ways like raven was. they had all been running around doing the tasks needed of them before the launch. 

it was the sound of metal against metal that had luna’s head snapping up, the sound of the rig, dark brown eyes turning right on raven and the stool that slid a bit with raven’s weight sliding from it. in the same second that luna released the serving spoon back to the bowl, her body turned and gently that hand was on raven, arm wrapped around her side and the other under her legs to catch her from hitting the ground. muscles burned, she was human, but she lifted her with a gently flex and released a breath in the process that was silent. it made the only harsh thing that happened be the sound the chair had made on the floor. bellamy was the first to have moved closer to offer help, likely because he was brawn, but luna shook her head just once and looked to the door that bellamy then gestured her down and stepped quietly aside from, the way to raven’s room, luna figured. nearly she collided with john just down that corridor, a pause in his steps and perhaps to attempt to offer her help. “she has a room. welcome to hell.” he mutters, clearly trying to jest in the way that was his brand of humor. luna’s eyes however moved to him. 

“even if i were a doctor, that still wouldn’t of happened. i’d like to think my profession wouldn’t change who i am. besides, i’d look awesome in a nurses outfit.” she says, smiling at luna, knowing what she went through was not easy on her body at all, and yet she chose to come and live up here with them, instead of letting skaikru’s advances on her, go out and want to kill people. she knew that was luna in the past, what she was trained to do, but it wasn’t luna now. she changed her ways to peace, and honestly, to raven. that was a commander. but she didn’t say that out loud instead she kept those thoughts to herself, smiling before she was laughing hearing her words. “oh come on, we both know raven’s are smarter, amazingly awesome, and hotter than seagulls.” she points out to her, smiling more hearing her words on the flag. “course it will be. you’re the one making it.” she points out, before hearing about her injuries, raven was nodding her head once more. “well if you get like worse, or just sore, let me know, i can go down to medical see if they have anything to help out with the pain. “everything should be on file up here, so it wouldn’t be hard to look up the medicine to see what would best suit luna if it came to that. 

a deep breath left her lips, as a hand wipes over her face. “you’re very observant. and caring.” god was she caring. usually raven could get away with how she looked, how tired she was, she could work herself into a state and no one would be the wiser. its not that she didn’t mind luna being this observant or caring, it was just something she wasn’t used to is all. she smiled as luna slid the stool over to her, and raven sat on it once it stopped its sliding, letting her chin rest on her arms that now on the counter, her eyes just still on luna watching her, before she lost view of her, and then she opened her eyes once more, not even knowing she had closed them. “good. tomorrow we can see if we can find them, and see what we’re working with to get them to grow. shouldn’t be too hard, we can put monty on that, since he knows how to work the machine, and then you can do what you like, water them if you want to.” she tells her, smiling softly still, as her cheek found her arm, her eyes closing again, before she was snapping them open, still finding luna with her eyes, always. “it smells good.” she mumbles out, her eyes getting heavy, but raven was fight against them.

she was looking at luna, hearing her words on no mush and she hummed softly. “there is canned stuff in the cupboard on the left. might be still some in there.” she tells her, pointing to the left of her, to the cupboard, as she watches luna draining the noodles. she felt her moving behind her, wrapping her arms around her, which had raven, relaxing more, her eyes getting more heavier, her body, relaxing to the warm touch of luna, the safety of her arms, the protection that she remembered when they were around her the first time. “sleep.” she whispers, her eyes barely opening to see luna, before closing once more. “need…brace…off.” she mumbles, remembering she doesn’t sleep with the brace on, it was uncomfortable, and she didn’t need it when she was sleeping. “you…eat.” she murmurs, though her arms wrapped around luna’s, her head still now resting on the counter.

luna would heal naturally and on her body’s terms, nothing that wasn’t surface anyways. she wasn’t a dweller on things that were so small and she promised raven she was fine; she was. there were more pressing things, like the fatigue in raven, the hunger of everyone that would set in eventually. movement in her peripheral already caught the boy monty peeking down the hall and towards the source of the smell. she didn’t mind him, or the younger girl with him. hearts seemed light enough, so luna was combining the pasta and the sauce and folding it all together with a large fork and spoon before she slid it away from herself on the counter and called it done. it was simple but it would fill stomachs. 

“ravens are by far sexier than seagulls.” luna’s accent rolled thicker, and she left it at that, now that the meal was done and she was putting her eyes back on raven to check on her and really see how she was doing. she had looked better; drained was an understatement. her head was resting on her arms on the counter and luna moved in closer to her to wrap her arms around her and hug her, because the hug as raven mentioned was needed and luna agreed. one hand ran into her hair where some had fallen free from raven’s ponytail and she brushed the strands back. “how you are still forming coherent sentences is beyond me.” luna whispers out, and then seemingly just as quickly, the sentences from raven began to break and luna’s smile twitched at her lips, her body pulling back from her and her hands moving to her shoulders to flex gently there for a moment. others were going to be coming for the food and luna had heard raven about the canned goods; she just chose to listen to raven more than to speak back because she wanted her to rest.

luna moved from her side quietly and found a cabinet with the cans, some vegetables that were something needed, if nothing else, it was more to fill stomachs, and luna grabbed a knife to stab it with her strength into the metal and make the flimsy tin snap open with a few pries. green beans were dumped into a smaller pot and set to warm. plates were pulled down silently and then her hand....hearing the movement of others down the hall shot to her lips to tell the one coming to be quiet with dark eyes that slowed their steps to an abrupt stop. she did like monty; he knew what was good for him and crept closer much more quietly to luna scooping a large helping of the pasta to a plate for him. his eyes glanced to raven and then straight to the food offered, luna’s following to raven to see her resting before she passed a plate to him and got one ready for the blonde girl coming along behind him.

raven nodded her head at luna’s words, shaking it quickly after. “right. no. of course you did.” she says, a light smile upon her face. even though sleeping wasn’t exactly luna’s idea, she still got some she supposed. that is what happened when someone took your blood and then decided to do a  bone marrow treatment on you. “you going to be okay?” she asks, her hand pointing to her own eye and jawline, indicating she was talking about her wounds. “to bad i never decided to become a doctor.” she says, a light chuckle leaving her lips, before she was nodding her head at her next words. “i know. though some act really childish at times.” she admits, knowing some had tempers or just threw tantrums because they could. she was referring to bellamy and murphy, she had no idea what echo or emori were like. she hoped they would be fine, but she figured murphy would look out for emori and bellamy would look out for echo. it seemed everyone had a person with them so that was good at least. saved raven trying to console them.

a smile played on her face with a chuckle passing her lips, her head shaking softly. “it’ll make love. in weird ways.” she mutters realizing that couldn’t happen, and it was really gross to think about. “maybe just it soaring over the sea.” she mutters, leading luna into the kitchen her hue scanning around the area. it was the same old, been a long time since she had been here, though she never really was in the kitchen unless of course she was trading and fixing something. still she limped her way around, a hand on her hip because her body ached, with as much stress as it was put in, she was amazed her own eyes weren’t blood shot. and that thought had her hue looking to luna’s, once again looking her over, assuring herself that she was fine, she relaxed more when luna jests with her, making raven’s smile twitch at the corner, limping more into the room to give luna some space. “right? i couldn’t even get a chance to hug you. vultures.” she jests back, her eyes just watching luna’s movements, before she was shaking her head. “i sound pathetic right now.” not like herself at all, obviously, perhaps she really was tired, but still she kept her chin up, just watching luna moving around the kitchen, before hearing her words. “monty would get the farm station up and running, but we have seeds and things here.” she tells her, before doing as she was told, and moving to a counter to pull herself up on, her good leg being bent  at the knee, so she could still face luna without getting in the way of her. “i’ll do my best to sleep. just, promise me you’ll come and get me if you need anything?” it would feel so weird coming back up here and sleeping again in the same quarters. so much has happened since the last time she was here, because finn was alive up here with her, she had nothing to worry about except passing her zero g exam, then obviously worrying about finn because he took the fall when she went space walking for the first time. god so much has changed since she was up here. “not really. just a little wired.” she says, shrugging her shoulders lightly, before her hue was going over luna, the way she moved, making sure nothing hurt. “so what’s the verdict? we going to be eating mush for the rest of our lives?” she asks, smiling just watching luna work their equipment, loving how quick she was to learn it. her mind was working so fast for her at the moment, calculating their time up here, going over their air supply making sure that didn’t bust on them, though she knew monty would be checking that over too. wondering how the grounders were going to find these closed quarters, if they would feel claustrophobic in a month. who would help with the cooking because she didn’t want luna doing it all the time, she also didn’t want to sleep just yet, knowing dishes would need to be done, but luna was right they weren’t children, but they used to have people on clean up when they were up here, and she doubted any of the regular crew had to do them.

“i’m glad you’re not a doctor.” not only did she like raven as she was, but she didn’t have the best history with the skaikru brand of healers; not like nyko and healers of her own people. luna’s hand moved to touch her own neck where she could feel the soreness and her eyes might have felt a little dry and irritated but otherwise they were fine. “nothing that won’t clear up in a day or two.” luna got the pot on the stove with water so it could heat up, and she was impressed by how quickly with this heating source that the water started to steam. her smile stayed on her lips listening to raven trying to sort out the concept of the flag. “it will be a masterpiece.” she smiles more, dark eyes glancing over to raven, making sure she was still alright on her feet, a quick search of her eyes before she poured the dried pasta into the hot water and then searched to find salt to pour some into that water. 

the smile spread more and then luna bit it back softer as she watched the water for a moment. “vultures are not my favorite bird.” she says simply, because obviously she was partial to ravens. “seagulls are.” luna glanced over with a wider smile that was quick and then she was right back to finding a mixing bowl to add the powdered cream and dried garlic, dried herbs and salt. “you sound tired.” luna points out, looking back over at her. “and you look it.” she adds, glancing around to find a stool just to slide the metal a bit harshly in sound, over the metal floors to where raven was. the sound reminded her of the rig and it was the reason she wasn’t bothered by it, but she thought in hindsight that others might be so she made a mental note to move things more quietly next time. still, the point was for raven to sit down before luna went back to scooping some of the boiling salt water out of the noodle pot and adding it to the dry ingredients, the cream and the herbs, enough to mix it up and dissolve it all down. “seeds are a very good start.” luna could work with seeds and her eyes lightened at the thought of growing something, but she didn’t get too excited. that would take time and right now she worried about tonight, checking the pasta every few minutes so it didn’t over-cook, and then placing the sauce she was working on, on another burner to simmer and bubble. 

“no, not mush, at least not tonight.” she was sure if she looked around more she could find canned things that would tide them over for now. the moment the noodles were cooked enough she was draining them and putting them into a larger mixing bowl, pouring all of the sauce over the top of them and then sliding it back on the counter to look at it. the motion was done, the meal in under ten minutes there was a bowl large enough to feed the children on the rig. the movement was done, the task complete, but there were others. luna was placing a serving spoon into the bowl and with the movement of the others in the area she figured the scent of dinner would call them in. luna set the spoon down because she hadn’t missed what raven jested about with not getting a hug and she turned to her to wrap raven up in her arms and embrace her close to her. “sleep or eat. you pick.”

as much as she would tell people she was fine, right now, sh was hurting, aching, tired. so much so that she was about to tell everyone to just fiend for themselves for the night, but then rations might not work. though she figured bellamy would make sure everyone took what was needed for them, and that’s that. but her crippled legs hip hurt, her head was pounding so badly, but she managed nods and kept up with what people were saying, she was fine, she could handle this. thankfully no one needed as much right now, which meant her and luna could wander down to the kitchen and see what she could work with in there. felt odd being back up here, remembering how her life was different, that all she had to worry about was her zero g test and hoping she got in. and then finn took the fall for her, when she went space walking. everything seemed pretty simple back then to what it was now. her hand didn’t leave luna’s, it was comfortable there, and she saw monty leaving the area with a few water bottles, before looking to luna as she spoke, nodding her head. “good. though you need rest. still contemplating on everyone helping themselves so we can all get some rest.” she wasn’t sure how the others were still functioning but she figured it was because they were wired on just being here and alive, and showing new guests around the place. hearing the meaning of the word luna used, she couldn’t help the smile playing on her lips. “we should have the raven soaring over open seas. and picking up a luna fish. “there was no such thing, she didn’t think, but it was still cute in her head. “but i really don’t need a flag. pretty sure in a month people will start hating the flag.” because raven wasn’t going to hide the flag, it was going to be out and proud. 

a deep breath left her lips as everyone started to disperse. she knew it was the first night up here, so no one would be asking how they were going to get back down to earth. for now everything seemed good, and she was being lead this time by luna, which just had her smiling to herself as she walks beside her. “and then you’re sleeping too. you’ve been through just as much as i have.” she tells her, her eyes going to the doors of the kitchen, before looking back to luna. “what? and leave you here to eat with that lot? don’t think i could sleep knowing you’re out here making new friends.” she teases lightly, before opening the door to the kitchen for luna to step through before she was walking in behind her. “not much has changed.” she mutters, fingers running across the counter, and rubbing dust off of it.  “my room is just down the hall from yours.” she tells her, nodding her head before she was sitting down on a stool, her hue on luna. “so what’s the plan? what can i do to help?”

luna gave a short shake of her head, the movement just barely there, like she felt these days, however her eyes moved to raven beside her and she kept her hand in hers. “i’ve slept enough.” she tells her, whether it was against her will or not, a lot of luna felt like the last few days were a blur being in and out of sedated sleep. she wasn’t sure she could settle down enough to sleep right now, because even though the sleep had been forced, her body still rested. she could however settle easily some place to sit and just go for not walking around for a few hours, until she was really ready for sleep. her eyes glanced back at the others in the room they were walking away from. “they’re grown. they can look after themselves.” even the children on luna’s rig could look after themselves and survive because they learned how to; she loved them as her children, as her friends, as family, but these people around them now could put themselves to bed without raven’s help when they were ready. 

the smile that spread on her lips about the notion of a flag stayed there as raven spoke about it. “except the raven picking up a fish would being planning on making dinner out of it.” she points out, her dark eyes searching ahead for the kitchen space until raven guided them the right way and right into it. “they can deal with the flag.” luna mutters, before her eyes are going over the space and she moved from raven’s side to open metal cabinets, finding pots and pans. the entire space just like every other space was metal and luna searched around for dry pantry items while her eyes moved every few moments back to raven, her brow quirking up at the jest of jealousy that was all just raven’s attempt at playing. she could bite. “i know, they were all so hands-on, wanting hugs and handshakes.” she jests back. “leave me alone with them and you’ll never see me again; i’ll never see you. i’ll be far too busy with friends.” she said that word more firmly because it was clearly the joke, and luna’s smile spread more on her lips. they barely looked at her; they were busy, and luna wasn’t in a hurry to be around them; especially the grounder from the most brutal and violent of clans. even a leader like leksa struggled with azgeda. everyone deserved peace, that option of it; but she was more aware than maybe anyone else here that the habits and mentalities of the ice nation didn’t break easily. luna did however find a box of dried pasta she could cook and a some dried garlic and herbs, dried cream she could make into a sauce. “i don’t suppose there would be anything growing up here?” she asks, looking to raven curiously. “you can sit down.” she answers, just as quickly. “i’ll get this started and then you’re sleeping. are you even hungry?” she got a pot out and found a jug of water to pour into it before igniting a burner on the stove after a moment of studying the dial for it.

she knew she had been rambling, but lucky for her, luna was patient with her let her speak the words that she needed to. its what she found endearing about the woman beside her now, how patient she was with everything. even back in becca’s lab, when she said no, how calm she was in saying it. raven wished she could be that calm at times, without working herself up to the point she was feeling exhausted afterwards. she heard her words, and realization dawned on her. she had saved luna. not that she didn’t believe for a second luna would die in the conclave, but the fact that she would go there, to stop mankind from living altogether just put her life at risk. “you’re right.” she whispers, a teary smile upon her lips as she looks into those deep brown eyes that held so much. “aren’t you lucky to have me.” she teases softly, a light chuckle leaving her lips. things would of been different up here if luna wasn’t up here with her, she knew that much. everyone would be doing their own things, raven would of been stuck in her own head, going over things that she didn’t need to go over just yet. rather than just marveling in the fact they all got here alive, she would be frustrating herself on how they would get back down there in five years. working herself day and night to find solutions to get them back on the ground. she was nodding her head, before she herself took in a deep breath and letting it out, letting luna know, just like luna was letting her know that she was breathing. “you’ll be the first i turn to if my breathing changes.” she whispers to her, before her eyebrows were raising at the language that left her lips. something about luna speaking her own language had raven’s heart skipping beats, her accent alone so thick at times, she forgot how to think. “skaiflaya?” she asks, wondering if she even pronounced it right.

her eyes wanted to close to the kiss on her head, never actually having anything intimate like this, not after finn. wick was a quick thing that she didn’t even process. one moment he was there the next, gone. no doubt her own doing, because raven tended to push people away when things became stressful, or just push them away because it seemed easier than watching them walk away from her on their own accord. her hand gripped into luna’s side, though she made sure not to bump into her hip, and her hue was looking down at it, before looking at her face. “how’s the pain?” she asks softly, genuinely concerned for the other woman, knowing that it couldn’t have been easy, remembering how her leg was sliding across the floor of becca’s lab because of what they had done to her. “does it still hurt?” she whispers to her as they walked closer to the others. she smiled more hearing more of her native tongue, words spoken so clear and softly,the name she gave just had her skin flushing hotter. “you’re definitely a big part of reivonkru.” she whispers, liking the sound of it. she wasn’t sure how well it would sit with the others, but then she didn’t care, luna picked it, she liked it and that was more than enough for raven to accept it. “we should make a flag.” she says with a chuckle, before feeling the back of luna’s knuckles against her skin, hearing the soft words given to her, raven was nodding her head letting her arm drop from her with a deep breath. “will be as long as you’re right beside me.” she whispers to her, smiling at the nudge before she was nudging luna back with her shoulder a laugh escaping her lips hearing her last  words before she took luna’s hand in hers, so they both could walk into the room together, not wanting luna to stay in shadows or walk in after her. they were all in this together, and raven wasn’t good with leading at times. “so, what do we have to work with here?” she asks the rest of their people, looking around at their faces, before monty was telling them about their food supplies. there was still back up food here, that the sky people had left behind when they all came down here. which was good for them. air was still flowing good, which was another good thing. she would check on communications once everyone else was sorted, but she was listening to monty listening to him telling her that he didn’t think they would need to ration their food, which would also help them a lot. their water supply was still running smoothly, which meant running water for showers. tanks that still worked and seemed to be in working order that it would just recycle the water they were using. “so we should be a go, yes?” she asks, watching as the others nodded their heads, and raven then turned to look at luna. “fancy checking out the kitchen to see what you have to work with?” she asks her before she was looking to everyone else. “we’ll get the food going, and over dinner maybe talk about what needs to be done around here to keep everything running smoothly. maybe even ration the food in case we do walk into a problem later on.” they weren’t sure if they would be getting back down there in five years, and eating all of what they had now, would be stupid. bellamy seemed to agree with her, along with others, and she nods her head once more, as they all seemed to started moving again, no doubt to check out living arrangements. “i’ve already sorted luna’s room out, room B6 is off limits.” she didn’t think that would be a problem for anyone, and raven’s room would still be here, so that was going to be off limits also. she doubted anyone else would want their own rooms, not that she would blame them for that either. with that all out of the way, she looked to luna, to see if perhaps she had anything else she would like to add, after all, it wasn’t just one voice that mattered here, they all mattered. and whatever concerns anyone had, they could speak up about it. she was just exhausted at this point, and wanted to eat and then climb into bed and sleep for like a month.

raven would work through the things she needed to, luna would make sure no one messed with the moments she needed for that. she wouldn’t concern herself with the other people here; while she held nothing against any of them or anything...anymore, luna owed nothing to them right now either. her concern was raven and while she hashed out what she needed to with herself, luna made sure raven knew that she was alright. “minimal.” she answers, glancing down to her hip because it was just what raven was talking about, and then she looked back to her. “it’s not hurting anymore.” she adds, giving her more than just one word, which was the truth. her hip was nothing right now; there were other little aches in her body that were newer and obviously more noticeable but only for that reason alone. because they were new and took away from the old. luna wasn’t hurting and her eyes didn’t allude to that at all. she didn’t want raven thinking on it and luna smiled softly, making sure raven’s cheeks were dry and pulling in breaths with her. “i’ll make a flag. you need a flag.” she tells her, nodding. “skaiflaya.” telling her she pronounced it right. “bird.” the translation was obvious and she knew raven didn’t need it but it helped teach where the word was derived; sky flyer. 

luna wasn’t moving until she was sure raven was alright, and she would move only when raven did, her dark eyes watchful as she pulled herself together. it didn’t sound like anyone was waiting on raven; they were clearly moving around on their own to get things sorted, rightfully, but she didn’t think for a second that things would fly raven’s way the moment she entered the room, words, questions, asks for help, advice, leadership. raven had done enough and she knew there was more she would be doing, but she luna’s eyes were staying on her and she wasn’t going to hesitate to step in if she needed to. “i’ll be right beside you. or close.” she smiles, because naturally, there were things to do and movement was needed, but luna would be there. raven ensured that even more by taking her hand and she guessed there it was, proof that luna was going to be literally close. her eyes moved over the others as they entered the room, a few of them fidgeting over a crate of things, emori, she remembered, while echo stood back more over bellamy’s shoulder and took to watching the others with wariness, and herself too as she walked into the room. luna only glanced over her and the others before her eyes were back on raven beside her, listening to them talking about food and water, air. she understood enough to get it, when raven said that they were good, so when she turned to look at her, luna nodded and flexed her hand lightly over raven’s in answer. people started moving again, nodding acknowledging raven’s words about rooms and her own. 

thankfully it seemed there were more important things to do, or just enough things to do, than put more pressure on raven’s shoulders at the moment, but luna would remain aware of when that happened. for now the room went into movement and so did they, her eyes having caught monty coming out of a hallway with what looked like a case of bottled water, which she hoped meant the kitchen was the way he had come from, so luna took to walking that way with raven, staying quiet when in close proximity to others, before her eyes were back on raven and her lips were parting again. “and then you’re sleeping.” she tells her, meeting her eyes. “we figure this out, find what i can be doing with cooking so tonight is settled and then you’re sleeping.” she repeats, her words firm and eyes just the same. “is your room close?” luna turned her head to look back over her shoulder, having seen the room with the moon and knowing it was back behind them, wondering if the rooms were that way too, before she remembered they were on a ring and moved her eyes back to look ahead, warmth touching under her skin. she had a lot to get used to.

she definitely wouldn’t be lying if she didn’t admit that seeing lexa like this just made her heart pound in her chest. she didn’t look like the lexa she knew, calculating each step, every choice of words, wondering if it’ll get her to where she needed to be, what she wanted out of people. she as just here, and she loved that, though lexa was never not there with clarke, she always found her being there, even when people were talking in her ear. her eyes were vibrant more green than she had seen them, her face lit up, it had her eyes burning just looking at her because she was so beautiful, and clarke wanted to see her smile more, in fact she would make it her mission to make her smile more. she watches as lexa shakes her head when clarke asked if she was asking her if she wanted to move in, but when clarke answered with a yes, she could see her smile playing on her lips, making clarke place her hand on her cheek.

“really didn’t want to leave polis, you know?” she whispers to her, hue looking into those beautiful green ones. “not after i realized i loved you.” she whispers, a soft smile playing on her face. “it was a lot harder back then to think of just what i wanted and not what was best for my people. your people respect your decisions, they say what they want, but you can quiet them down with just a rise of your hand. i can’t do that with my people, i couldn’t i mean. everyone wanted to lead, everyone thought they had better intentions in mind than what i did. everyone disliked the choices i made. if i had stayed with you. i don’t think i would of had a people anymore.” which probably wouldn’t of worried lexa too much because it meant that clarke could stay, though she knew lexa always worried if something like that happened because it upset clarke. “but believe me. i wanted to stay. and now i’m here. and i’m really here, i’m not going anywhere. i choose you, lexa. i should of chosen you.” so many mistakes clarke had made, so many choices that weren’t for herself but for others that in the end didn’t even like anyway, but chose different choices. “we have all the time in the world.” she whispers smiling against her lips, before she was pressing hers back to lexa’s, needing to kiss her more, to taste her more. she felt lexa placing things off of her lap, and clarke was being pulled onto it. automatically, she was taking lexa’s top off, her lips connecting with her neck once more as she does, kissing down to her breast to wrap her lips around it. she missed her, she was hungry for her. two times with lexa wasn’t enough, not when they were alive, and even though they’ve done it a few times now, she still needed her. she was moaning on her breast just tasting her, feeling her harden against her tongue, her other hand massaging her other breast, while listening to the sound of her girlfriend’s breathing.

she had wanted so much more time with her, even knowing back then that she wasn’t likely to get that, lexa still always had to ask, still present it to clarke that it was something they could have, but she understood every time the answer was no, because she understood that it was no for the sake of clarke’s people. it didn’t matter how much lexa watched over even that short period of time how they abandoned her, how they walked over her, around her. clarke was on missions for her people and for peace; she was too good to be wasted sitting polis with her simply because they loved each other. she’d meant it when she told clarke she was born for this, same as her, it didn’t mean lexa didn’t dream of the day that clarke’s hope for owing nothing more to their people would be a reality they would get to have together. now it was, the cost of life maybe, but what was life when she was here kissing her, hearing her voice, feeling her touch, looking at her? this felt more like life, everything else a nightmare she’d had only to wake up from to this. 

“you needed to go. i wouldn’t have loved you for the reasons i did if you’d stayed.” they both knew that clarke made the choice that was hers to make, that she would have made the same time and time again, maybe not now, maybe not if they both knew what was going to become of them and their world, but without knowing....lexa knew clarke wouldn’t have been the same if she’d stayed in polis with her that night, but lexa had also never wanted to be the reason that clarke cried like she had that very same night. she missed her the moment she lost sight of her and lexa pulled her into her lap with things set aside, her arms only leaving her because clarke pulled the fabric of her shirt off over her head. lexa could only barely manage to shake her head at her words, about how she should have chosen her, it wasn’t what lexa believed. “you chose right.” she whispers, a small moan forming in her throat as the heat of clarke’s mouth touched to her breast, wrapping around her nipple and sending shivers of electricity down her spine, her tongue wet and hot on sensitive flesh. her stomach knotted up and she ran her hand into clarke’s hair to hold her, the other still on her hip, only now it moved to run up under the fabric of her girlfriend’s shirt too just to push it up her stomach and over her chest. lexa dropped her other hand from clarke’s hair only to pull her shirt off too, the theater around them empty because of course it would be. just that morning they’d pulled through drawers of clothes to find things they wanted to wear and just like this they were undressing after an hour-long activity with picking something out. it made her smile as she pulled lace from clarke’s chest and let it slip to the floor, her hands running over her breasts and flexing her grip firmly to feel her as she kissed her lips again and pulled gently on her nipples, teeth nipping at her girlfriend’s lips. her eyes needed to drink her in, marvel at her, and they did. they moved over her body, over the golden waves of her hair loose and lightly messed over her shoulders, warm creamy skin that just that morning she’d gotten to see in the pool of the penthouse, beads of water trailing her body. now lexa got to see her against a color palette of red velvets and gold accents and she was kissing down into her neck, letting her tongue touch her skin to taste her.

raven could never understand how the grounders up here felt being here, away from everything they knew, away from being able to walk around freely and for miles, without feeling caged in. now they were caged, stuck. and she wasn’t sure how tempers were going to go, wasn’t sure if everyone wanted to get along, or if they could for this long. it was something they would have to endure, but she wasn’t going to leave luna alone in it. raven might have a lot going on in terms of getting them back to the ground, but that wasn’t for a long while ye, she could still work in that and be here with her. “might sound a little dark what i’m about to tell you.” she says, her hue looking into those dark brown ones, and she wondered if that’s how the deep blue really looked if you dived enough down to try to see it, and if it were, it was beautiful. “but i don’t think i could of survived this one if you weren’t there, luna. i had a dark moment, was going to float myself, told murphy to tell the others, but you didn’t let me. i’m here, because of you. i need you here. and..and i thought i was using up that air, i thought…if they didn’t get that air flowing soon. my life line, would of saved me again for the last time.” it might of sounded sappy and raven kind of regretted going that sappy,but then she didn’t. because luna needed to know, she needed to know why she was so adamant on bringing her up here. it wasn’t just for the sake of saving raven. it might sound like that and she knew it sounded like that, but luna, would possibly be the only person she could tolerate up here at times. the one that she would rather seek shelter with the one that she would rather break down in front of and let her see her at her worst. she was afraid of doing that with the others because they were counting on her to do something, and they weren’t afraid to push her buttons, luna wasn’t either, but luna never did push her buttons. she turned them off. “i’m lucky to have you.”

hearing her words, her hands were placed in luna’s, like she had done when she was begging her not to go to the conclave. “you’re stronger than you look.” she whispers, a soft smile playing on her lips. “luna kom floukru survived out there for how long? had people wanting to seek shelter, not war. and the war never reached you, did it? you survived on a rig, out in the water. i know you can survive up here, you already got through the most hardest part of this. but if you do have your moments, of listening to that dark part, i’ll be right here in your ear this time.” she says a gentle smile upon her lips, tears in her hue. “ai giv ai op, gon nemiyon, kom lanik-de.” she whispers, right to luna’s ear, before pressing a kiss to her cheek. the smile reached her eyes this time, hearing luna’s words, a shrug of her shoulders. “no one should be given that much power. you’ll always have a choice with me, luna.” she tells her, though it made her warm in thinking that she could twist luna’s arm if she wanted to. not that she ever would. she gave her a choice the first time, and the second time. she would always give her a choice because no one else ever did. and a lot of the times, raven knew exactly how that felt. she knew luna had a temper she could see it when she was fighting, could see it when clarke persisted on telling luna that her blood was the only way, and yet raven proved there wasn’t, jaha proved that there wasn’t. but sometimes her people didn’t know the meaning of no. “guess you’re a skaikru now, huh?” she asks, a soft smile playing on her lips her arm staying around luna’s, as she limped her way with her back to where the others were. she felt luna’s arm on her own and it made her smile more inside. “yeah, nothing is off limits to you, luna. if you want, we can check on these guys and then look around and see what our people left behind.”

raven needed to speak, she needed to breathe, but she needed to be able to speak and hear words outside of her head. luna had spent enough time watching the other girl and her habits, to know that where raven’s head was full of thoughts and plans, gears turning, she needed to pull them out one after another sometimes and separate them from everything else going on inside, hear the words and focus on only the ones she’d singled out to examine. it didn’t mean that raven was looking for anyone else to say something back; it also didn’t mean that luna wouldn’t say something back, anything that she needed to, but raven was sorting through her thoughts on her own and luna was watching her find her way through them, running herself right into the answer to her own question because raven already had the answer before she’d even asked it. “you saved my life, more than just my physical life. you heard me when i said no; it doesn’t matter that the yes of others out-weighed you. you heard the ‘no’.” she saved luna internally, saved her free-will of mind. “the last conclave....” did luna really have to point out that raven had stopped her from going? she let her head lull to the side because she didn’t think so. she knew it was obvious. luna parted her lips, eyes soft on raven, she parted them and she pulled in a slow and quiet deep breath, holding it only for a few seconds before releasing it. “i’m breathing because of you. i’m here to ensure you are.” she answers simply, her arm around her waist as they walked and her head turning to press her lips above raven’s ear and into her hair. “we’re lucky to have each other, skaiflaya.”

she pulled in a deeper breath of her scent, proving she was still breathing while at the same time, the scent proved raven was too and it was a comfort as she listened to raven talking about the rig and her. it flooded her mind with images of dreams that had once been luna’s reality, hurt because she knew it was gone, but only so much, because she was searching for peace with the loss and she tried to smile on the memories. her head rested into the side of raven’s as they walked and closed in more on the sounds the others were making bustling about, and her eyes closed when her native words left raven and reached her ears. luna knew she couldn’t do this without raven, knew she was so blessed to have her through this. “niron.” she whispers, a soft smile pulling at her lips. “reivonkru.” her smile spread and her head raised from where she’d rested it against the side of raven’s, stopping in her tracks before they walked into the space the others were in, just to bring the back of her fingers to raven’s cheeks and wipe away drops of ocean that betrayed her that no one else needed to see. “it’s going to be okay.” luna promised, touching her shoulder into raven’s with a small nudge and smile before she gestured to the doorway that held everyone else, the prospect of getting to look around more was something she wanted. “deal.” she didn’t wrap her arm back around her, but instead looked to the door to see raven take the steps only she could take, for the things that only raven could handle. “boss it.”

she couldn’t believe they were both here. sitting in a movie theater of all places, sharing breakfast and going to be sharing popcorn. after all that they had been through the lives they had to live, the way they had to survive through everything, they deserved this. blue hue looked into green, to see the intensity gone in them, nothing but happiness in them. no worries, no stern look of a commander who had to make hard choices, but rather a relaxed lexa, who was smiling a lot more. she looked more relaxed not so tensed up, not so stoned in the face. there was no hint of a lesson coming on, no bad news to give clarke, there was nothing there. she loved this, she wished she had thought of coming sooner, of taking that flame and running away with it sooner, to be here with her. now that she was here, clarke couldn’t even bring herself to think about the world they had left behind. it was different for her to see lexa like this, so relaxed, even though she was sure of herself still, still knowing what she wanted and needed to do, still those short replies that seemed to say a lot even though she barely said anything unless it was very important. but lexa always used short sentences to get her point across, used the right words, knowing exactly what to say probably before clarke even knew what she wanted to say herself. she loved that about her, loved seeing her in this place. hearing her words on how the place could be both of theirs, clarke turned more into her seat, her hue boring into those green forest ones, a soft smile playing on her lips. “is the commander asking me to move in with her?” she teases softly before placing a soft kiss to her lips. “because the answer to that is yes.” she breathes on her lips, before she was turning back into her seat, the smile not able to leave her face. the food was amazing, something clarke couldn’t even fathom on how to make, and she wondered if she could get shown. she was sinking more into her seat, more relaxed and content here, no worries to worry about, no betrayals, none of her people going against the peace that her and lexa were trying to create. there was none of that here. “you’ll have to show me your favorite places around here.” she whispers to her, blue hue going back to green, before she was popping the cinnamon roll in her mouth, cursing at how delicious it was. and by god was it delicious. clarke could feel lexa’s eyes on her, and she couldn’t help the blush that appeared on her cheeks. she hadn’t noticed lexa looking at her back home, so many other thoughts stopping her from touching on that, so many worries, plans on how to make sure their people could live in peace without killing her own people. now, she turned her head, feeling hands on her cheeks even when she was chewing lightly, before lexa’s lips met hers, and the cinnamon tasted nothing like lexa, lexa would always be the best flavor to clarke, she always would be. she was kissing her back, swallowing the bit of food in her mouth, as her hand cupped the back of her head, pulling her in harder, her lips parting to find her girlfriend’s tongue making her moan on it, making her push herself more up on her seat just to get more of a taste of lexa. she was smiling feeling the kiss placed to the side of her mouth, and then her jawline, making clarke close her eyes, ducking her head to kiss at her neck, sucking on her pulse point softly. “you’re better than the cinnamon roll.” she murmurs against her skin.

seeing clarke like this was going to rush right over her, not grow on her slowly; it felt like a tidal wave washing in and she loved the feeling of it, looking at her and seeing her smile this much, and all because clarke was here with her. sure she thought the food helped and the excitement of everything new, but lexa knew clarke too, she knew those were only little tiny fractions that clarke didn’t need. lexa knew it was because she was here with her. clarke was the same reason the smile was on her own lips and lexa knew it. she’d been here this long and never had she smiled like this. they were here together and their biggest worry was what to have for dinner or which movie to see, and at that moment...watching clarke for the response to what she had said about living together. green eyes widened a little, her mind mentally ready to abort the idea when clarke questioned it; she even got out a small shake of her head and a flushed smile until clarke actually finished and answered with a ‘yes’. because of course. a small breath lexa had been holding slipped from her lips and she smiled more again, teeth grazing over the corner of her lip and releasing. 

“i hoped it would be a yes.” she admits, looking into those blue eyes. “but you surprise me sometimes.” lexa chuckles, because in the past yes, she hoped for that word when no came instead, but she respected clarke’s decisions and always would. still, now....there was no mistaking the feeling of excitement that bubbled up in her stomach or the pounding in her chest that made her need to feel clarke’s lips on hers again. “i’ll show you everywhere. promise.” she could sit here all day, for days, and watch her girlfriend smiling over the taste of the cinnamon roll, watch the happiness in her eyes, but lexa wanted to taste clarke and taste that happiness in her, feel her smile on her lips and on her tongue, and the moment she kissed clarke’s cheek to let her finish the bite she had taken, she was being met with her lips again and this time...her tongue. happiness was the taste of clarke, it was sugar and cinnamon and every memory lexa had of her all rolled into one and she moved one hand to put the box of pastries in the seat beside her, the popcorn down to the floor as clarke pressed up more from her own seat to deepen the kiss. lexa’s arm wrapped around her waist the moment it could and she pulled clarke over into her lap to straddle her the very moment that clarke’s lips connected with her pulse and made her breathing shake. her hands moved over the blonde’s hips and she flexed her grip there. 

she was hearing her words, and her fingers went to her neck, before touching the side of her eye, her own hue boring into luna’s. “because this is why.” she whispers to her, touching lightly at the side of her eye, her fingers running back down to her throat. “because i couldn’t stop them from taking your bone marrow after you said no. because i wanted to get roan off of you but i couldn’t do that either, i watched him put you to sleep, put you on that bed, watched abby get to work. i felt helpless because i couldn’t help you. and out there, while i was breathing and you were holding your breath, which is cool that you can, i’m not denying that fact but i felt helpless once again. because i couldn’t help you. “ she tells her, her hue brimming with tears as she shakes her head, before she was moving with her toward the room she wanted to go in. “feeling helpless for the person who helped me, stayed with me even when i wanted to end it all, because i felt like a mental case, watched as no one fought to change my mind, because they’d rather save themselves. yeah. guess i am a downer.” she whispers to her, before she was watching luna with the moon, a soft smile placing on her face as she brushed her cheek into her shoulder. “i’m not going to force you. i hope you know that.” she tells her, before giving her a soft kiss to the cheek, and moving away from the window. luna had helped her, instead of going to some place where she wouldn’t be hurt anymore, where she could be safe. and raven wanted to return the favor, she just never could. “best seat warmer in the house.” she teases lightly, she smiled more hearing luna’s words, her eyes closing to the kiss to the side of her head, her arm wrapping around luna’s waist, keeping her close before she was moving toward the door. “not much to do. just checking on supplies, figuring out how to make them last, who will be on cooking duty, cleaning duty, i’ll be on figuring out how to get us back to the ground when the time is right. other than that, we just have to entertain ourselves for five years. can you cook? because i don’t think i could handle monty’s cooking, and i think he is the only one here that knows how to cook so.”

in truth, luna couldn’t see what raven was pointing out on her, but she could feel the sore muscles along her neck and even the ache through her jaw from holding her breath like she had. it was no feat that luna didn’t know; on the rig the ability to hold their breath for longer periods of time was a necessity and where luna could hold hers and keep the mask pressed to raven’s face, why wouldn’t she? her hand moved to touch the center of raven’s chest and with the retort of words she had on her tongue already, luna tapped her fingers there. “that’s why.” she returns; raven was breathing, luna was standing breathing with her. luna understood every word raven gave to her in explanation and why the feeling was there; she understood them more hearing them from raven, dark eyes watching her and her mind quick to realize where raven was feeling the way that she was; why she was.  “don’t drown yourself, raven, where you know how to swim.” luna starts, looking off to the window out into a vast sea of stars, to the moon. she wasn’t naive or oblivious to the view that the other side of the ring like held, one of her earth, her ocean being poisoned, possibly dried to nothing. raven chose to show her this view over the one of destruction. raven chose to show her the moon, not the loss. 

“i do need you, raven. i can’t do what’s out there without you. i can’t handle what’s out there and not what’s in here.” luna said it simply,  so many things by definition luna couldn’t do, space, these metal walls, the people, the reality that this was home for however long, that her clan was still gone, that her home was still gone. being here changed none of that, it just meant she had to stay alive through it and luna knew some days she might not want to, but she knew she could with raven here. a small smile twitched at luna’s lips and she shook her head just once. “you would be able to force me if you wanted to, but i know.” it said a lot maybe, how she valued what raven spoke, what she thought enough to trust in her. the limp of the other girl that was murphy’s doing didn’t matter, raven’s strength was nestled elsewhere inside of her, her mind, her heart, in all of the tender places that mattered. luna’s arm wrapped around and over raven’s that slid around her waist and she held onto her the same as they walked, luna’s eyes moving to the doorways of rooms they passed, but she was gathering very quickly that there wasn’t much to see in most of them, and others were closed. she could hear noises down the corridor ahead of them, movement of the others no doubt getting to the things raven was mentioning to her now; checking supplies and figuring out how to make them last, seeing what they had to work with. it sounded like they were busy. luna knew she would have to take on responsibility to work with them and ensure they survived; or that if nothing else, raven did. “i can cook i can’t promise something will taste good if nothing good is going into it.” she smiles softly, looking over to raven beside her. “i’ll do my best. am i allowed to forage?” she didn’t know if she was allowed to walk wherever she wanted here, what was off-limits and what wasn’t.