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phantasmalrift2018-08-01 12:17 pm
theosophomoric) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-08-01 12:17 pm
hello, cruel world
Who: Sonja Klee, Bai Lin, & OPEN (1 closed and 1 open prompt)
What: Phanrift's first lethal casualty is back on her feet and hopefully ready to learn from mistakes she doesn't remember making.
When: July 10th, a couple days after the end of the Incendia mission
Where: Medbay
Warnings: talk of death, Sonja's lack of a sense of self-preservation, probably a fair amount of mush
A - closed to Lin & Androids
[Mid-morning, not excessively late but definitely well past dawn, Sonja awakes. She awakes to the sight of sunlight - indirect, thankfully, although she's mostly at ease with the sunlight here - on the medbay ceiling rather than the soft lighting and closed confines of her own apartment, in a neatly made hospital bed rather than her own well-disturbed bedding. And she has no recollection of why she's in the medbay. Not knowing why one has been hospitalized is almost never a good sign.
She hopes that whatever it is, it hasn't caused her to miss the departure for the upcoming fissure mission. She's been looking forward to this one.
That thought is enough to temper rising alarm into a kind of anxiously befuddled annoyance, and she carefully sits up in bed to look around as much of the medbay as she can see from her bed, finding her voice through the kind of dry mouth that comes from being asleep much longer than one intends to be.]
Is anyone about?
B - July 10, Medbay - Open
[Once she's been brought abreast of the situation, Sonja spends the rest of the day and the following night confined to the medbay - as much to satsify the androids that she's medically unlikely to just spontaneously die again as to actually recover from anything, because she's physically in good health, if a little tired from, apparently, being restored to life.
Other residents of the station should have no problem getting in to see her at this point. Sonja can be found sitting up in bed; she's a little pale, with dark circles under her eyes, but on the other hand the Advocate almost always looks like that anyway. She's a little glum, but she perks up quicky when she sees someone come into the room, whether or not they're someone she recognizes.
And unfortunatley for anyone who had hoped for a private word... Lin is, almost without exception, nearby.]
What: Phanrift's first lethal casualty is back on her feet and hopefully ready to learn from mistakes she doesn't remember making.
When: July 10th, a couple days after the end of the Incendia mission
Where: Medbay
Warnings: talk of death, Sonja's lack of a sense of self-preservation, probably a fair amount of mush
A - closed to Lin & Androids
[Mid-morning, not excessively late but definitely well past dawn, Sonja awakes. She awakes to the sight of sunlight - indirect, thankfully, although she's mostly at ease with the sunlight here - on the medbay ceiling rather than the soft lighting and closed confines of her own apartment, in a neatly made hospital bed rather than her own well-disturbed bedding. And she has no recollection of why she's in the medbay. Not knowing why one has been hospitalized is almost never a good sign.
She hopes that whatever it is, it hasn't caused her to miss the departure for the upcoming fissure mission. She's been looking forward to this one.
That thought is enough to temper rising alarm into a kind of anxiously befuddled annoyance, and she carefully sits up in bed to look around as much of the medbay as she can see from her bed, finding her voice through the kind of dry mouth that comes from being asleep much longer than one intends to be.]
Is anyone about?
B - July 10, Medbay - Open
[Once she's been brought abreast of the situation, Sonja spends the rest of the day and the following night confined to the medbay - as much to satsify the androids that she's medically unlikely to just spontaneously die again as to actually recover from anything, because she's physically in good health, if a little tired from, apparently, being restored to life.
Other residents of the station should have no problem getting in to see her at this point. Sonja can be found sitting up in bed; she's a little pale, with dark circles under her eyes, but on the other hand the Advocate almost always looks like that anyway. She's a little glum, but she perks up quicky when she sees someone come into the room, whether or not they're someone she recognizes.
And unfortunatley for anyone who had hoped for a private word... Lin is, almost without exception, nearby.]
A
She stirred when Sonja spoke.]
Mmph. Wha...?
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[She rubs at her eyes with the side of one hand, propping herself up with the other hand, and blinks a little groggily. Honestly, she's touched to find Lin at her bedside, even if she's not entirely sure why she has a bedside for anyone to be at at this point, but...]
Lin, darling, how long have you been here?
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[Lin tossed aside the blanket and jumped out of the chair so she could gingerly but enthusiastically wrap Sonja up in a hug.]
I was so worried!
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What happened?
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[The androids had mentioned that this might happen. Lin did not let go of Sonja yet.]
Right.
Uh...well, you died. The androids were able to bring you back, somehow, but they said you would lose a few days of memories.
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[Had she the space to do so, Sonja would probably be patting herself down looking for new injuries about now; not wanting to dislodge Lin, she settles for a mental inventory. She can't feel anything amiss, physically or metaphysically.
But then, she can't recall a visit to the familiar boat on the slow river, either. It hadn't been her own willpower and willingness to charm the boatman that had brought her back, this time. Which means that without the androids' intercession... it probably would have been a true death.]
...I'm sorry.
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[Lin let go, but only so she could hold Sonja's face by the cheeks and make sure she was looking right at her and not at anything else.]
You're not allowed to ever make me go through that again.
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But Lin is so earnest, and she's not neathy at all, and Sonja... Sonja knows a surface-dweller's absolute fear of death, even beneath the abyssal lack of care. She'd lived the first eighteen years of her life in the sunlight, after all.
She folds both of her hands around one of Lin's wrists and meets her gaze, grey eyes serious.]
I'm sorry. I won't. I don't know what happened but I'll be less of a damn fool in the future, I promise.
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...Anyways you're back now. That's what matters.
[She gave Sonja a little smooch on the forehead.]
How do you feel?
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[Probably not really the sense of how does she feel that was meant, is that?]
...a little thirsty.
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[She accepts the glass, takes a cautious sip, and then a couple of more hearty pulls. Cradling the still more-than-half-full cup in her hands, she looks back to Lin.]
Are you alright? Other than me going and dying on you, I mean?
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[She pulled her chair closer and smiled.]
When I realized you were gone, I...I felt like I'd made a horrible mistake. I thought I'd missed the chance to tell you that...
[Hesitation.]
Well. That. I love you.
A whole lot.
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She returns the smile, and reaches to take one of Lin's hands.]
I'd hate to have missed the chance to hear it. I've fallen quite heavily for you.
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That's great!
[She leaned over so she could kiss her again, a bit more enthusiastically this time. She had to break it off before things could get too far just to giggle some over sheer high spirits.]
I'm afraid you're not getting rid of me any time soon.
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I should hope not.
[She sets the glass of water safely aside, and then she's the one leaning over - one hand still grasping Lin's hand, the other lifting to gently cup the side of the other woman's face as she leans in to return the kiss.]
[You have succeeded at a Fascinating... challenge! Your Seduction: the Inconvenient Advocate is now A Whirlwind Romance!]
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...Some time later, Lin was lying in the bed next to her (Still dressed, because this was the infirmary and not the right place for that kind of thing.), just looking at her with a ridiculous grin.]
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She settles an arm around Lin's back, half to hold her closer, half to be sure she's secure on the narrow hospital bed at all, and chuckles.]
Penny for your thoughts.
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[Lin rested her head on Sonja's shoulder.]
I brought back a suitcase full of stuff you looted in Incendia. I'll get that to you when you get out of here.
Also the androids built more housing. There are, uh...bigger rooms. For couples.
If...that's something that sounds good to you?
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[Sonja kisses the top of Lin's head. Well, at least the fissure wasn't a total loss. She'll just have to trust her dead past self's taste in loot, Sonja guesses.
The other bit... sounds very nice, although Sonja is at least worldly enough to recognize that "sounds nice in the first blush of a relationship" and "is a good idea" are not necessarily the same thing. Not necessarily exclusive, but not the same thing either.]
Is that something you'd like? I don't want to crowd you when we're still such a very new thing. And I do keep odd hours sometimes.
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[Lin was certainly able to sleep in adverse conditions, but she also was NOT worldly enough to recognize the initial rush of emotions for what it was. If anyone was going to be the voice of caution here, it would have to be Sonja.
If she even wanted to be cautious.]
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Still.]
Right now? I expect that's true. I'd hate to wake up in a few weeks when we've found our equilibrium and find we've never bothered to figure how not to be in each other's way.
I hope you won't feel we have to wait until we're living together to spend the night with me, though.
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[So much for her fantasies of domestic bliss. Lin looked disappointed, but bearably so.
The prospect of adult sleepovers mollified her, at least.]
You can spend the night with me whenever you want, though. That is definitely okay.
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"Likewise pleased, Sonja. So I'm very new here…still finding my way around the station, meeting people, learning what I can contribute and what I can rely on other people for. What do you want me to know about you?"
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"Not to the best of my knowledge," Harriet says cheerfully. "Yes there's a London, it was 2018 when I left—the Queen was Elizabeth II of the House of Windsor, if that matters to you—and I'm very interested in the study of the soul right now. You may find me attempting to bargain for tutoring. Not today, though."
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"I'd be glad to offer tutoring, when we have time for it. And I'm afraid free evenings are the rule rather than the exception around here."
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"Hell's that close to the surface? I always figured Hell was across some kind of dimensional interface, not a mile and change below the Mediterranean."
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Harriet nods. "Makes sense." After a moment, she adds, "I probably ought to let you rest, but I'll see you around once you're up and about?"
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