[open] isn't that awful

[erbier]

CHARACTERS: Ilde, and relationships extending outward.
WHERE: Bearings
WHEN: Post Boom 023 - 027-ish
SUMMARY: Untangling the threads of disaster.
WARNINGS: Castor.

hush while i put all this shit together.

I have made some top level categories, but if you want to do something outside them, feel free to make a comment.

Organization Bout It Out OOC Organization Punch Everything Outline	Bout It Out Reviews With Lexa What The Goal Is Talks to Tiny Sam Ilde Performs Her Creepy Song To Creep Everyone Out -- Has fans in the audience, subspace hooligan types she has been building a fanbase with. -- Sam & Steve have each performed as unofficial 'managers' to keep up appearances. -- Watches all the matches upon recovery from performance, but is pretty spent. Says Some Creepy Shit To Nirad Snuggles With Ren
Explosion Gets Blown Up Sam & Ren Ilde Is Fine + Top Level -- In shock physically, exhausted psychically, trapped emotionally inside of Ren's tantrum. -- Refuses to be removed from the scene without Ren. -- Can't stop him, can't stop Steve. Darkling Checks On Her Darkling Goes To Comfort Ren & All Hell Breaks Loose Tells Petre To Fuck Off Comforted By Nate -- Finally lets him take her back to the Bearings once everything has concluded.	Recovery Goes The Fuck To Sleep -- Gets cleaned up with Angel's help. Checks on Tiny Sam Meets Up With Big Sam Bucky & Steve Ren & Hux Ren & Darkthing
Pre-Talks Ilde & Steve Ilde & Darkling Darkling & Sam Darkling & Steve Sam & Ren Ren & Steve Ilde & Ren	Upcoming Castor Meeting Prep For Underground Rank II Underground

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[unsea]

Then, [ a casual motion, for now that he has his hands under control, it's easy to lift one of her own again.

It's not often he has to beg a favor from another. Much less to rest, above all things. Power like his, when utilized, would only feed into itself. An Ouroboros of strength, one he has not tapped into since his own arrival. That is the first thing that he will have to remedy.

Her hand, yes. Her hand, he brings to his mouth. A chaste brush of his mouth over her knuckles, before he climbs to his feet. ] Allow me to escort you out?

[ ( The curtains in his room block out the city's light. It's very, very dark - he figures she wouldn't want to linger. ) ]

[erbier]

[ No one has done such a thing to her since... Dreus. There are little white scars on her hand from just such gestures, burn marks from one who held her beloved. Yes, it is time for her to leave. ]

Goodbye, Shadow.

[ He can object to the title if he likes, but it is his now and it suits her understanding of him better. He can be a shadow with no master, if he likes. Though perhaps it is her flames that cast the shape she sees in him.

For now, she doesn't try to look back upon him any further. ]