week four curfew but we all bully zetsu

[pura]

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[meteion]

[ damb, i'm being bullied and for what......

anyways Meteion is here...

"did you heal her" ....so, anyways! she's at least bandaged up? that counts, right? she's mostly keeping to herself, oozing some good ole' misery, anxiety and guilt. she's pretty much bandaged all over, anything more you'll just have to wait and see.... ]

[chevaliered]

[ starts this off with the fact crow is actually making hot chocolates. big ones. the drawers are being raided for marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles and all that good stuff but the first mug is going straight to meteion. ]

[nightchild]

[WHY ISN'T SHE HEALED HELLO??

Itsuki trying his best to reel in his admittedly fraught emotions, he's doing his best to exude calming vibes -- is he succeeding? maybe?]

Mete-chan...

[nightchild]

[METEION WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS AHHHHH Itsuki will be worriedly attending to Meteion, but when he isn't... he'll probably be pacing anxiously around the cafe, sorry his emotions are all pent up like this

he's passing out pillows and blankets... he's remembered to bring some,]

[allomantic]

[taking a careful seat next to her!! her vibes are incredibly worried.]

[pura]

...

[This is truly the worst week for emotion sharing because she's trying her best to put on a good face, but she's totally leaking anxiety and anger everywhere.]

Hey, were you able to use the pods at all...?

[nightchild]

...Thanks.

[itsuki says, accepting the nth cup Crow makes, how we feeling bro]

[graverot]

[that's a lot of bad vibes. shale will sort of approach her, bending down, radiating some calming vibes in return.]

Hey. Just got back, huh?

[meteion]

[ reasons ]

Suki-chan... [ she looks to him, a sorta empty look before she looks back down. ] I... I died. Back on that star.

[ have some of that guilt, that lingering fear. ]

[pura]

[W... Well... This is the worst, actually. Their baby!!

She passes out some pastries while they jam to Stayin' Alive, throwing the residents a curious glance.]

So... What do we think will happen in an hour?

[Since. The NPCs now have no homes to be dragged away to.]

[chevaliered]

[ the Hot Choco is being set down next to her. ]

If you feel like anything’s bleeding, or feels worse, you have to let us know. There’s blankets and towels here we can sort something out.

[chevaliered]

[ he probably feels like he ran the hecking emotional gauntlet there for a minute bud. he just raises his eyebrows slightly and sighs. ]

You feel like these are getting more extreme?

[meteion]

[ Meteion's own is like the inside of a beehive-- just, too many negative ones buzzing all together it's hard to distinguish. it at least feels.. lesser, when she feels company beside her.

she looks like she wants to say something but. she stays quiet for now. ]

[pura]

[She mumbles a quiet thank you, just holding her cup in her hands instead of drinking from it.]

[pura]

... You came prepared this time, huh?

[chevaliered]

[ warm and cosy, at least ]

[allomantic]

[when she is not fussing over the baby like everyone else, she's taken a seat at one of the tables, picking a little bit at a cinnamon roll. her vibes are both restless and worried. we are all doing great here.]

[meteion]

[ neat, their anxiety can match! she radiates more guilt at that because... ]

...No.. [ and then, quickly, ] I.. I'm just a creation, so.. it's okay. [ ... ] Some of it was a bit healed though.

[baalislife]

[there is just a beaten up bird over there. steel is over here. ]

Personally, I intend to return to my realm, empty though it may be, before I am dragged there.

[meteion]

[ that calming vibe does seem to give her a moment to breathe. ]

Yes.. It.. I didn't know what to expect, but that.. [ that misery is simmering strongly. ] ..It was wrong.

[baalislife]

[ Everyone else is asking very nicely if she's alright, but Steel is fairly calm and quiet. ]

... If they are pestering you, I will ask them to give you space.

[allomantic]

[quietly, after a moment:]

What is it?

[pura]

[Warm and cozy to soothe her angry soul.]

[meteion]

[ she nods quietly. looking to the hot choco but not reaching for it yet. ]

They were... healed a bit, I think. So it should be okay.. I don't think I'll be bleeding everywhere. [ ... ] ..Again.

[pura]

You're...

[Oh. A spark dismay, there, that she quickly reels the fuck in. Pepa voice: CLEAR SKIES, CLEAR SKIES...]

Meteion... If you're injured, then you have the right to medical treatment. Whether you're human or not... that isn't relevant.