[OPEN] Catch-all!

[bemist]

WHO: Gebura and YOU
WHAT: Catch-all!
WHERE: Anywhere and everywhere
WHEN: Covering September-December (for the times when neither of us tled, how could we)
WARNINGS: Likely violence, spoilers for Library of Ruina, suicide attempt, will edit if anything else pops up




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[bemist]

It's not praise, it's just a statement. But he would take it as more than it is, so...

[ She grimaces, lightly. ]

You know what, let's not talk about him.

[siffriend]

[ They're so alike....... Her and Elysium, that is. Maybe Callisto needs to give her an apology too, and then things will be okay. ]

I guess I'll have to make a fourth friend if I ever need to...

[ Hmmm. ]

Elysium's letting me stay with him. Because of the kaiju. It's been okay, but he keeps leaving food out.

[bemist]

Because of--oh. Godzilla. He feels bad about that.

[ Of course the kaiju is a homie now. ]

... If he's leaving food out, why don't you just eat it?

[siffriend]

[ Good to know. But in true Siffrin fashion, he doesn't seem bothered by the individual personally... ]

I do. It'll go to waste otherwise, and... I think he thinks I skip breakfast. Since they're apparently for me.

[ ...

The note said as much! ]

So I've been leaving food out, too. Since he has really late nights, and I figure he doesn't eat before he gets back. I don't think he's caught on, so don't tell him. Mostly just bread and seeds.

[bemist]

[ How has he not caught on-- ]

I don't tend to tell people things about other people in the first place, unless I have to. So you don't have to worry about that.

[siffriend]

Thanks. [ ... ] What else do birds eat?

[ Maybe berries... He should see what's safe for them to consume... ]

[bemist]

... Worms. Fruit?

He can eat human food just fine, though.

[ Or is this Siffrin's revenge, we just don't know-- ]

[siffriend]

Worms and fruit... The first would be too on the nose, so fruit...

[ Yeah-- ]

Can you do me a favor and find out his favorite? Or at least ones he likes. If I ask, it'll be too obvious.

[bemist]

You don't think it's not going to be immediately obvious if I ask? What he or I like doesn't really come up all that often, unless we're already getting food together.

[ Which. Happened once. And then he suffered and it was actually very funny. Ah, fond memories. ]

[siffriend]

[ So do all the Librarians just make him regret getting food with them, because Malkuth made him eat wriggling octopus arms with her. ]

I don't know who else he talks to.

[bemist]

Probably a lot of people. If you know someone extroverted, ask them.

[ Gebura asking is definitely going to out both of them. ]

[siffriend]

[ Auuughhhhh this is one hell of a side quest... ]

Okay.

[ (If there's one thing this implant is good for, it's taking notes!

You decide to do so. Mira would be proud.) ]

... How are you feeling?

[bemist]

Fine now. Just recovering from the whiplash of an emotion I hadn't thought I'd feel again.

[ And would definitely not have wanted to, if she'd had any say in it. ]

[siffriend]

... Sorry.

[ (You think you'd apologize a thousand times over.) ]

You can hit me. If it makes you feel better. I won't move.

[bemist]

[ A little snort. Maybe that's a smile. ]

It's fine. It's not the same situation.

... It wasn't a mistake, letting you get closer.

[siffriend]

[ (You

feel so warm, right now. It's a familiar warmth, born in the chest. It's a suffocating warmth, but not in a bad way. Like being smothered by blankets. Lightheaded and dizzying. You want to




You really wish she had just hit you.) ]

Mm. I'll try to make sure you don't regret it in the future, except when words come into play.

[ Wordplay......... ]

[bemist]

... You can just save the puns and jokes for people who will actually appreciate it.

[ So very dry. If that's the most aggravating thing about Siffrin (revised as of today, replacing "acts mysteriously like he can't fight very well"), it could very well be worse. ]

I can handle the rest.

[siffriend]

[ They won't really make her listen to them if she doesn't appreciate them. But there's a lack of things to say after that, really, or ones that get stuck in their throat, clawing, bleeding, unable to unstick themselves.

It's fine.

(You just don't want to go back. There's not enough excuses to stay.)

... It's fine. Gebura doesn't mind the quiet. It isn't like Siffrin's in danger of falling asleep either. Far too awake. Even if it seems like they might, similar to the rowboat. ]

[bemist]

[ She doesn't mind the quiet at all. But she does have to glance down at some point, to try to see past the hat to see if they've dozed off again. ]

You wanna stay out here for a little longer?

[ She's fine either way, but admittedly it's peaceful. ]

[siffriend]

[ Their single eye flits up to her two, then back ahead as their free hand comes up to tug the hat down. ]

... Mmhmm. But... you should clean and wrap your hand, if you won't let me heal it.

[ Doing so well not to be begrudging about it. Just a soft observation. ]

[bemist]

Mmm...

[ Giving her hand a considering glance. ]

I could just rip some fabric for now.

[ Gebura, no?? ]

[siffriend]

I guess so.

[ Siffrin, no??? ]

[bemist]

[ Siffrin will get his hand back as Gebura moves to rip off a section from her shirt, a lower strip. Nothing expensive, no big deal. No one is here to stop this. ]

The bleeding's more or less stopped, anyway. This should be enough for now.

[siffriend]

[ (You miss her hand already.)

A quiet nod. Okay. They can stay here a little longer now, sorely missing one point of warmth and trying to work out if it's too awkward to reach for it again... does it get worse the longer Siffrin waits? Yes. But even at the start, they're wondering if maybe... maybe if they go palm up, Gebura might put her palm on that, and go back to holding their hand, or maybe she'll just keep it in her lap and they'll look like a discreet fool, and that's okay since it isn't an obvious motion, and really aren't they happy enough with just the lean against her?

(Why are you so greedy, Siffrin? Lap at every puddle and eventually one'll make you sick, stray.) ]

[bemist]

[ I wish I could say she was aware of his inner turmoil, but sadly, she is not. The strip of fabric is tied one-handedly over the gash, though it's not exactly a secure hold when done one-handedly, so she silently holds out her hand in a request for Siffrin to finish the job. Inconvenient placement for an injury, but it was either her palm or Siffrin's life.

Which would have been fine, apparently, but she's glad she caught the dagger in time. ]