[ he will have to sneak away to let her in because ox has scolded him for getting up from the couch, but. he is getting up to go to the elevator to let her in. ]
come on up. still don't have a front door but i'm making sure the elevator brings you.
[ I REALLY FORGOT OX HAS LIKE A COOL ENTRANCE LIKE THIS but also she hates that she really doesn't have much choice but to ask him to let her up like. it's weird to text his teammates to prrrrobably, right? right. anyways. she will board the elevator up after reading that text.
ah... the doors. or lack thereof. haha. god. why. the minute she can step off though, she's gonna nyoom to him. oops. ]
Sorry - maybe I should see if there's a window in your room or something...
[ but also ]
Hung... fuck, that actually scared me a little. Okay?
[ he's being a good boy and leaning against one of the kitschy pinterest tables while he waits for her to come up. his tail isn't doing any wagging, any time soon, and his face is bandaged along with his torn ear - his bangs are clipped back, his hair pulled into a ponytail, so it's all on display.
his fur and hair still have a little blood in them. not much to do about that, though. ]
There is, but it's pretty small. And you'd probably step on me. I had to move stuff around, so my bed's right up on the window wall. [ one hand is extended towards her. ]
M'okay. Promise. I went to the hospital and took a Remedy.
[ no the hand... she just reaches out and takes it immediately when she can come closer. fingers push against his carefully while she looks him over anyways. ]
Oof, alright then, I'll behave. [ she'll take the elevator, the last thing she wants to do is step on him after all of that. ] Alright. Well, I didn't plan anything exciting, so... [ a soft shrug ] Wanna go to your room? Probably better for you to just rest after all that.
[ the blood is concerning, but she kind of understands, having lighter hair herself. the blood sometimes doesn't wash out the first go around. ]
[ we are holding hands now, and he isn't going to let go as he gives her a nod. ]
Sounds fine with me. Ox has had me on the couch, but I think I'll be able to escape any scolding or spatulas if I go lay down for real for a bit.
[ he's going to scar. his arms are both bandaged, and he's moving carefully when he turns, considering he got sliced up and stabbed all over his torso, but. he's alive. scars are proof of that.
[ she saw it happen, but it's somehow worse to see it in person, it brings reality to it all. her expression doesn't flinch, but she does just gently squeeze his hand and lets him lead the way. ]
... Ah.
[ ...... we're stuck. ]
I guess, you lead the way and get comfortable and I'll...fit myself in however's best?
Will, a Remedy, and some good doctors and nurses at the hospital got me better.
[ it's not that strong of a reassurance, when she can see the stitches in his ear, the bandages on his face, arms. the remaining blood in his light colored fur and hair. but he squeezes her hand even though they're stuck together and makes sure that she knows that it's true.
he's okay. he'll be alright. ]
We'll figure it out. [ laughing a little as he goes to climb onto the bed to sit next to the window. ] C'mere, let's sit.
[ why does she not sound satisfied with that despite her saying that! it's fine, it's fine, it's fine. she's just worried, but she will just wear this very unamused face instead as she goes along with him since they are le Stuck.
she'll crawl in right after him and settle in, sitting beside him. she reaches up with her free hand to place her fingertips just besides the bandages and stitches, concern in her eyebrows. ]
They think they're really funny putting you down there, don't they...
Bark bark, right? [ dryly, his tail flicking to curl along behind her as he scoots his pawed feet into the blanket nest that he's built up since getting his new bed, pulling some of the blankets up over their legs.
he doesn't pull away from her touch, instead turning into it. ] I thought it'd be Adlet, to be honest, but... that they put cat and dog together, I suppose I can't say I'm surprised.
[ his eyes close, as he tries to keep his face relaxed, despite his annoyance at the entire - situation, all of oceanside's complicity in things, all of the lack of justice that there is here. too much tension in his face means that it'll pull on the gash that's been partially healed and stitched up, the one that could've taken his eye. ]
[ blanket time... she will gladly just kinda curl up there with him, eventually moving her hand to gently stroke where there aren't stitches, even if there's still blood staining the fur. it doesn't bother her much. what bothers her is how close the wound is to his eye, and her lips press together into an angry line as she looks at it. meowtherfucker.
she pets his dumb head and face gently, gently turning it a little with her hands to look at the damage. ]
Well cat and dog's been overdone in my opinion... Wasn't entertaining in the least fucking bit.
[ softer, still grumbling: ] That was way too close...
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come on up.
still don't have a front door but i'm making sure the elevator brings you.
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ah... the doors. or lack thereof. haha. god. why. the minute she can step off though, she's gonna nyoom to him. oops. ]
Sorry - maybe I should see if there's a window in your room or something...
[ but also ]
Hung... fuck, that actually scared me a little. Okay?
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his fur and hair still have a little blood in them. not much to do about that, though. ]
There is, but it's pretty small. And you'd probably step on me. I had to move stuff around, so my bed's right up on the window wall. [ one hand is extended towards her. ]
M'okay. Promise. I went to the hospital and took a Remedy.
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Oof, alright then, I'll behave. [ she'll take the elevator, the last thing she wants to do is step on him after all of that. ] Alright. Well, I didn't plan anything exciting, so... [ a soft shrug ] Wanna go to your room? Probably better for you to just rest after all that.
[ the blood is concerning, but she kind of understands, having lighter hair herself. the blood sometimes doesn't wash out the first go around. ]
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Sounds fine with me. Ox has had me on the couch, but I think I'll be able to escape any scolding or spatulas if I go lay down for real for a bit.
[ he's going to scar. his arms are both bandaged, and he's moving carefully when he turns, considering he got sliced up and stabbed all over his torso, but. he's alive. scars are proof of that.
but he will lead her to his room. ]
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[ she saw it happen, but it's somehow worse to see it in person, it brings reality to it all. her expression doesn't flinch, but she does just gently squeeze his hand and lets him lead the way. ]
... Ah.
[ ...... we're stuck. ]
I guess, you lead the way and get comfortable and I'll...fit myself in however's best?
[ accidental sticky paws. it's fine tbh. ]
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[ it's not that strong of a reassurance, when she can see the stitches in his ear, the bandages on his face, arms. the remaining blood in his light colored fur and hair. but he squeezes her hand even though they're stuck together and makes sure that she knows that it's true.
he's okay. he'll be alright. ]
We'll figure it out. [ laughing a little as he goes to climb onto the bed to sit next to the window. ] C'mere, let's sit.
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[ why does she not sound satisfied with that despite her saying that! it's fine, it's fine, it's fine. she's just worried, but she will just wear this very unamused face instead as she goes along with him since they are le Stuck.
she'll crawl in right after him and settle in, sitting beside him. she reaches up with her free hand to place her fingertips just besides the bandages and stitches, concern in her eyebrows. ]
They think they're really funny putting you down there, don't they...
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he doesn't pull away from her touch, instead turning into it. ] I thought it'd be Adlet, to be honest, but... that they put cat and dog together, I suppose I can't say I'm surprised.
[ his eyes close, as he tries to keep his face relaxed, despite his annoyance at the entire - situation, all of oceanside's complicity in things, all of the lack of justice that there is here. too much tension in his face means that it'll pull on the gash that's been partially healed and stitched up, the one that could've taken his eye. ]
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she pets his dumb head and face gently, gently turning it a little with her hands to look at the damage. ]
Well cat and dog's been overdone in my opinion... Wasn't entertaining in the least fucking bit.
[ softer, still grumbling: ] That was way too close...