[ closed ] catchall

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WHO: marcille and you maybe!
WHAT: catchall!
WHERE: all over
WHEN: april and may
WARNINGS: delicious in dungeon spoilers. will update as threads progress!

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[ IS SHE CRYING?? If she is, she's getting a small hug eventually. Right now, Marcille is giving her space. She lets go of Ishmael's arm to let her eat; her health is Marcille's priority right now, as important as it is for her to empty her thoughts and feelings. ]

It sounds like this might just be your first time having feelings for someone. [ Marcille smiles softly. ] You've been told not to have them for anyone at all. Of course it'll be really debilitating. But it's also nice to be around him, right? He makes you happy?

[wheft]

[ she nods. no hesitation there. ]

The problem is... it's hard to figure out how he feels, sometimes. Or if I even want this to go anywhere. I mean, should I?

[ is there water nearby. she's going to reach for it and take large gulps. ]

What do you think? As someone who clearly knows how this goes.

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[ There is now! Assume Marcille is keeping it on hand for her. Hydration is important. If she's done with her soup for now, Marcille can also set that aside on her desk.

She stops abruptly at the question, again reminded that she's never been in love herself, but she is also still!! an expert!! She holds her chin and shuts her eyes, thinking. ]

I mean... Why shouldn't you want that? What's wrong with wanting it to go somewhere?

[wheft]

[ crying where are her credentials.... not like ishmael's asking for them right now. she needs all the help she can get. ]

We aren't meant to stay here forever. Like I said, I don't want to lose any more friends. And if something goes wrong, I might lose him forever.

[ never mind the fact that they're all aware that it's mutual here but. they don't know that yet. ]

There's plenty of fish in the sea, sure. They aren't going to be like him, though. [ she wearily looks at marcille. ] I just need some time to think about this, I guess.

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[ NONEXISTENT... DW ABOUT IT

This poor woman, though. Marcille meets her weary eyes with concern, raising her arm to her shoulder and giving it a light squeeze. ]

Yeah, of course. [ There's no rush, she wants to say, but it doesn't feel right after everything they've talked about. They're all on a time limit here, in a way. ] I just hope you feel a little better after talking about it. You should try to get some rest. Are you still hungry?

[wheft]

[ a small, pathetic nod. she's a baby okay 🥺 so she's going to eat whatever marcille feeds her because they're besties now ig. ]

I... feel a little better talking about it, yeah.

[ she gulps. ]

Thanks.

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[ A BABY 🥺 Marcille lights up a little. ]

That's what friends do, right? I couldn't just leave you alone like this.

[ If it's ok I'm gonna handwave Marcille feeding and babying her until she falls asleep! ]