Entry tags:
- aloy [horizon zero dawn],
- annie westwind [original],
- asuka langley sohryu [evangelion],
- bellamy blake [the 100],
- clarke griffin [the 100],
- commander shepard [mass effect],
- elena gilbert [the vampire diaries],
- elliot alderson [mr robot],
- john murphy [the 100],
- lakshmi bai [the order: 1886],
- matrim cauthon [wheel of time],
- misato katsuragi [evangelion],
- noctis lucis caelum [ffxv],
- pidge gunderson (katie holt) [voltron],
- prompto argentum [ffxv],
- richard gecko [from dusk till dawn],
- sam wilson [mcu],
- seth gecko [from dusk till dawn],
- seviilia brightwing [warcraft],
- takashi "shiro" shirogane [voltron]
[ OPEN ] Hot Springs Episode!
CHARACTERS: EVERYONE
WHERE: The Second Flight
WHEN: DAY :022
SUMMARY: The Sauna!
WARNINGS: Nekkid times.
[ A few hours after the murder, she hasn't blown the ship up, and here they are. Another knock knock on everyone's brain: ]
( For those of you that are interested - I have secured us a place at the Sauna. Free for us to be use without interruption from outsiders.
You are to be clean before you come in. )
[ Maybe you're here because she bullied you, maybe you want to soak - maybe you're the poor bastard that is standing guard at the door. Either way, welcome to the Suana, have fun. Or don't. ]
WHERE: The Second Flight
WHEN: DAY :022
SUMMARY: The Sauna!
WARNINGS: Nekkid times.
[ A few hours after the murder, she hasn't blown the ship up, and here they are. Another knock knock on everyone's brain: ]
( For those of you that are interested - I have secured us a place at the Sauna. Free for us to be use without interruption from outsiders.
You are to be clean before you come in. )
[ Maybe you're here because she bullied you, maybe you want to soak - maybe you're the poor bastard that is standing guard at the door. Either way, welcome to the Suana, have fun. Or don't. ]

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[ Asuka's retort isn't quite as venomous as it could be, but it's certainly a step up from where it's been before. She can't really get any lower in the water without inhaling it, so she stays where she is, still fixing Clarke wit ha slightly icy look, despite the heat. Still, there's an acknowledgement of kinship there. Or at least something vaguely friendly and grateful for assistance earlier. ]
I mean, you helped me.
[ Once. Or twice. Or a few times. ]
I still don't like people.
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a friend. best friend.
clarke misses all of hers, even the ones circling around this very room. )
You're really stubborn. ( affectionate and warm; kindred, maybe even sisterly. like if they weren't naked and uncomfortable, clarke might reach out to ruffle asuka's hair. ) I don't like a lot of people either, but I like you.
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Until Clarke speaks up again and she finds her face turning red. And not from the heat of the water. It's the stupidly open way that Clarke has admitted to liking her and - it makes something flutter. ]
Hey! No one asked you to say that...!
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this is as close to feeling like genuinely laughing — a chuckle unattached to tragedy or forced through the manipulation of the symbiote — that clarke's felt in a long, long time. and after recent events, she leans into the emotion a little too readily, allowing asuka's indignant offense to kindness and outburst to wash over and reinvigorate her. )
I know. That's the point. You may not need or even want my affirmation, but I'm going to give it to you anyway.
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[ Asuka mutters in a surly voice, still blushing intensely as she stares at Clarke, good eye wide and darting away. Why does she feel so embarrassed? It's just... Clarke and her stupid sentimentality.
That's all. ]
You just startled me, that's all.
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Uh-huh. ( wry, a big of good natured humor still coloring her voice. sure asuka, you're not trying to drown yourself in communal bath water because that's such an easier thing to do than being appreciated. it would be cute if it wasn't tinged with sorrow. was it that so difficult to fathom, being cared for? it's been a while since clarke was able to look past the span of her time on earth and feel lucky, spoiled for love and comfort. her mother and father had been liberal with their declarations of love.
the thought that every child hadn't been afforded the same hand cuts deeply. her thoughts flick to misato and the manipulative picture of the woman that asuka had painted for her. then kaji, and that very telling disconnect from his own self that he'd showed her over a game of chess. but that line of thought is banished before it can even begin to impeed on her mood, or worse — creep across the mental link. )
Relax, Asuka. Please. We've all earned it, and who knows when we'll get the chance again. Here.
( it is so much easier to disband her own notions of modesty and the flustered embarassment of being naked in front of other members of the nest with the memory of the other girls prickling discomfort so recent. and so clarke stands, both arms tight across her chest to fight off the wet chill and preserve the illusion of decency. the water still manages to come up to her hips, but there's still the intense sensation of exposure. so clarke moves quickly, edging around to perch on the submerged ledge on the other side of asuka.
there's people all around them, but the pool is not overly croweded, nor perfectly circular. and if clarke sits on this side and angles her body just so, it's almost enough to curtain asuka off from the sight of the others. an illusion of privacy. see? no one's going to look at you. )
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Her eye darts away as Clarke settles, but she seems to get the idea of what Clarke is trying to do and some of the tension eases out of her. She takes a slow, deep breath - she has to keep reminding herself that maybe she can actually trust people, as hard as it is. Even if a part of her wants to shrivel up and die, b ecause why would anyone care for her? And why should she need them anyway? It's a strange dichotomy, but she can't help it. It' just... step by step by step.
She settles and after a long moment, leans over and rests her head against Clarke's shoulder, feeling intensely vulnerable all the while. ]
...thanks.
[ Her hair falls over her face like a curtain, concealing the eyepatch and even if she can't see out of that eye, she still almost feels whole again. At least for a little while. ]
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but as the lavender infusions begin to overwhelm, and the humidity curls the baby hairs at the back of her neck damp with sweat, clarke begins to lean into the effects. aches she didn't know she'd been carrying since the first few days of walking, melt. worries and fears for the unforeseeable future become distant thoughts, items to be dealt with at a later date. the constant twist and pull of lingering hurt for the friends and lover she's alienated over the past few days are pushed to the back burner, persistently festering but no longer eating a hole in her soul.
questions still nag at her; clarke wants to know what happened to asuka to make her so hard and unbending, she wants to know more of her world than she'd casually absorbed through the connection with kaji and tense conversations with misato, she wants to ask what happened to her eye. but at risk of disrupting the tentative calms they've achieved, clarke buttons up those thoughts for another day.
instead, she dozes. )