strohl's here in the clinic like a good boy! and even in nice comfy clothes! strohl not wearing a jabot... its like seeing a dog walk on its hind legs....
anyway, he's just kind of settled somewhere, playing with something in his hands - when he sees rosamund come by he tucks it back in his pocket and lifts his head, then smiles. tired, but grateful. ]
Deja vu. [ hah. softly: ] Thank you, your highness. I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't at least try...
[ he'll take a piece of fruit to gently nibble on obediently though it's definitely slow. ] Did anyone else come through after...?
Also this is so undressed what scandal. Put some clothes on slut.]
You just might be. Though you don't have to try too hard.
[She settles next to him, nodding.]
Jonas, Shen Qingqui, and Nanase were all taken somewhere strange. Though there was another random guy with them? I think Siffrin said their name was Bill.
there's a very brief smile at the trying bit - warm, a little sheepish. though it falls away at the name. jonas is a good friend, he likes shen qingqiu, but... haru's name is the one that makes him look the most immediately concerned, mouth drawing into a displeased frown. ]
Damn it. [ soft under his breath. frustrated. he likes haru a lot. he's a great kid, he's been through hell, and... to send him off without many combatants on these dangerous trips makes him burn a little. can't protect your own, as ever.
and. well. uh. ] ...A random person? They weren't just one of us cursed, were they...? Happened to Hulkenberg yesterday...
Hey, hey — come on now, you know these things don't play fair. [she puts a hand to his shoulder, giving a soft squeeze.] We can't stop people from being taken to these terrible places. It's like it happens in the blink of an eye.
[she snaps her fingers.]
No one would begrudge you for not pulling off a miracle, I can guarantee you.
[also huh.]
I don't know. Maybe? He ran off saying he was going to miss his flight? So I don't know. But there was the other week too...Wait, who was Hulkenberg?
[ she has a point about this. will strohl internalise this point? probably not! imagine not having a guilt complex. but he does not, frowning across the clinic briefly like he could will haru to get his ass back over here with his eyeballs. MY SON ]
Not so worried about being begrudged. [ more like worried he can't help. but - he lifts his head and gives her a little smile, gentle, thankful at the squeeze. understanding, at least. ]
Ah. Your friend, the one from the memory. The shady looking priest...? That was her.
Shady? [you would besmirch her friend's honour this way.] Well, his name is Temenos and he is lovely. But maybe that's good to know. It would explain all the strange sights we've been seeing these last few weeks.
[She may take note of his eyeballs a-straying.]
He'll be all right, I think. Give the defibrillator time to work.
[ HE LOOKED SHADY!!!! (temenos voice) im always this kind uwu
anyway. he holds up his hand in surrender to that though. ] He gave you a proper sendoff, though. Can't begrudge that sort of kindness, either.
[ and. yeah. he pulls his gaze away - the smile on his face is soft, a little bit guilty. busted. ]
Hardest to see it happen to people like him. Me, I can handle this sort of thing. I'm used to it. But to send off people who don't fight into these bloody - bloody death traps, it's beyond the pale.
Everyone starts life as someone who doesn't fight. As terrible as it may be, sometimes you only start when you aren't given a choice.
[She waves off the surrender hands, smiling a little.]
It'll be okay. He made it, as did you. Though...I know sometimes in-between, these things do get a bit willy nilly with life and death. [She bites at her lip.] So...what happened to you?
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strohl's here in the clinic like a good boy! and even in nice comfy clothes! strohl not wearing a jabot... its like seeing a dog walk on its hind legs....
anyway, he's just kind of settled somewhere, playing with something in his hands - when he sees rosamund come by he tucks it back in his pocket and lifts his head, then smiles. tired, but grateful. ]
Deja vu. [ hah. softly: ] Thank you, your highness. I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't at least try...
[ he'll take a piece of fruit to gently nibble on obediently though it's definitely slow. ] Did anyone else come through after...?
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Also this is so undressed what scandal. Put some clothes on slut.]
You just might be. Though you don't have to try too hard.
[She settles next to him, nodding.]
Jonas, Shen Qingqui, and Nanase were all taken somewhere strange. Though there was another random guy with them? I think Siffrin said their name was Bill.
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there's a very brief smile at the trying bit - warm, a little sheepish. though it falls away at the name. jonas is a good friend, he likes shen qingqiu, but... haru's name is the one that makes him look the most immediately concerned, mouth drawing into a displeased frown. ]
Damn it. [ soft under his breath. frustrated. he likes haru a lot. he's a great kid, he's been through hell, and... to send him off without many combatants on these dangerous trips makes him burn a little. can't protect your own, as ever.
and. well. uh. ] ...A random person? They weren't just one of us cursed, were they...? Happened to Hulkenberg yesterday...
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[she snaps her fingers.]
No one would begrudge you for not pulling off a miracle, I can guarantee you.
[also huh.]
I don't know. Maybe? He ran off saying he was going to miss his flight? So I don't know. But there was the other week too...Wait, who was Hulkenberg?
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Not so worried about being begrudged. [ more like worried he can't help. but - he lifts his head and gives her a little smile, gentle, thankful at the squeeze. understanding, at least. ]
Ah. Your friend, the one from the memory. The shady looking priest...? That was her.
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[She may take note of his eyeballs a-straying.]
He'll be all right, I think. Give the defibrillator time to work.
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anyway. he holds up his hand in surrender to that though. ] He gave you a proper sendoff, though. Can't begrudge that sort of kindness, either.
[ and. yeah. he pulls his gaze away - the smile on his face is soft, a little bit guilty. busted. ]
Hardest to see it happen to people like him. Me, I can handle this sort of thing. I'm used to it. But to send off people who don't fight into these bloody - bloody death traps, it's beyond the pale.
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[She waves off the surrender hands, smiling a little.]
It'll be okay. He made it, as did you. Though...I know sometimes in-between, these things do get a bit willy nilly with life and death. [She bites at her lip.] So...what happened to you?