[ it's an all too familiar sight to yesod, of course.
as gabriel had the authority to enter.
there's walls of various supplies, from glass beakers and other instrument, metal racks where other things she hadn't paid mind to lay, and elijah's back remain to his as she shuffles through a cabinet that, of course, should have stayed locked and was not, a double layer of protection for the precious substance they'd found in the wake of enoch, of carmen. the vial is dark and viscous in a way that'd be off putting to almost anyone
and in truth it's off putting to her, too, but-- ]
I won't be a burden... I can help... Just give me a chance...
[ murmurs and reassurances. no one could scold her if it went well, right? they might admonish her a little, but the results would prove something, wouldn't they? that she was ready for further experiments? that she could help? that she wasn't a burden? that she could do it? that she was worth something? that she deserved some praise? that she was doing a good job? that she could be looked at, too?
her hand reaches for a syringe next, the needle-like point comforting in its sharpness. ]
no subject
as gabriel had the authority to enter.
there's walls of various supplies, from glass beakers and other instrument, metal racks where other things she hadn't paid mind to lay, and elijah's back remain to his as she shuffles through a cabinet that, of course, should have stayed locked and was not, a double layer of protection for the precious substance they'd found in the wake of enoch, of carmen. the vial is dark and viscous in a way that'd be off putting to almost anyone
and in truth it's off putting to her, too, but-- ]
I won't be a burden... I can help... Just give me a chance...
[ murmurs and reassurances. no one could scold her if it went well, right? they might admonish her a little, but the results would prove something, wouldn't they? that she was ready for further experiments? that she could help? that she wasn't a burden? that she could do it? that she was worth something? that she deserved some praise? that she was doing a good job? that she could be looked at, too?
her hand reaches for a syringe next, the needle-like point comforting in its sharpness. ]