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citylogs2024-01-13 11:00 pm
featheradrift) wrote in citylogs2024-01-13 11:00 pm
the past haunts the present [closed]
WHO: Wanderer (featheradrift), Altria Caster (excaliburden) & Tsuruno Yui (fanstheflames)
WHAT: It's a competition between who can fuss over Altria more--
WHERE: Altria & Tsuruno's apartment
WHEN: Jan 6, some time later in the day
WARNINGS: Descriptions of injuries
Altria was hurt. They'd left the memory space and contrary to his expectations, she was still hurt. It's at this point that he falters and panic starts rising within him. The last time he had to deal with an ailing human was centuries ago—a nameless, ailing boy who didn't even have a year left in him—but illness and injury are two different things and he has never dealt with a mortal's injuries.
First, he needs to find her a place to rest. That's an easy choice—her apartment would be ideal. So with some directions from Altria, he makes his way there as quickly as possible, careful not to jostle Altria's injuries any further. The trip is unbearably long. He is hyperaware of Altria's shallow breathing, and the hitches betraying the pain she feels. Her injured hand is cradled against her body, but it is still covered by a glove. He doesn't know how extensive the damage is.
He barges into Tsuruno and Altria's shared apartment without announcing himself, and then pauses. Where should he set her? On the couch? In her room? He stands in the doorway, conflicted.
featheradrift), Altria Caster (excaliburden) & Tsuruno Yui (fanstheflames)WHAT: It's a competition between who can fuss over Altria more--
WHERE: Altria & Tsuruno's apartment
WHEN: Jan 6, some time later in the day
WARNINGS: Descriptions of injuries
Altria was hurt. They'd left the memory space and contrary to his expectations, she was still hurt. It's at this point that he falters and panic starts rising within him. The last time he had to deal with an ailing human was centuries ago—a nameless, ailing boy who didn't even have a year left in him—but illness and injury are two different things and he has never dealt with a mortal's injuries.
First, he needs to find her a place to rest. That's an easy choice—her apartment would be ideal. So with some directions from Altria, he makes his way there as quickly as possible, careful not to jostle Altria's injuries any further. The trip is unbearably long. He is hyperaware of Altria's shallow breathing, and the hitches betraying the pain she feels. Her injured hand is cradled against her body, but it is still covered by a glove. He doesn't know how extensive the damage is.
He barges into Tsuruno and Altria's shared apartment without announcing himself, and then pauses. Where should he set her? On the couch? In her room? He stands in the doorway, conflicted.
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There's a chipper call of affirmation from behind the door, but also Tsuruno will move to open it again, because that definitely was not the sound of a hand against the door. Probably the mug, then?
"She's all bandaged and good to go until we get the doctor here to look at her!"
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Altria has realized by now that she needs to remain as still as possible so as to not jostle... well, anything, but she still has it in her to smile brightly at the thought.
"Yay, yay...! That sounds so good! Thank you for making some, Yuu!"
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He doesn't quite give it to her yet though—knowing that she's limited to only using one hand, he uses the spoon to shift and mix the marshmallows so it'll be easy for her to drink the concoction without spilling. He also sets the spoon aside once he's done fiddling with the drink, since it'd only get in Altria's way.
It's only after all that that he hands it off to Altria, making sure to shift his grip on the mug so the handle is facing her and holding it out closer to her good hand—every motion he makes is done in consideration for all of her injuries.
"It should be cool enough to drink immediately," he says as Altria takes the drink, and turns to Tsuruno after. "Yours is hotter. Careful."
Altria will find her hot chocolate quite sweet, but with a hint of bitterness from the matcha powder that topped the drink, and the dark chocolate the drink was made from. Tsuruno's is less sweet, as he opted to allow the flavours of the dark chocolate and matcha powder express themselves instead of be overwhelmed by sugar.
The mugs are big enough to be satisfying, but small enough not to be so filling that they won't be able to eat dinner later. It's clear he's put a lot of thought into making this tiny little delight for them.
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So she hums her appreciation with a tinge of thoughtfulness in the sound, bringing the rim up to her lips to take a sip.
"Thanks! Um, I know you said it was fine for Altria to tell me, but if you want me to stick with calling you Hat Guy, I can."
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So she takes the drink with a grateful little smile, admiring the toppings and the sweet smell.
"Wowwwww... this looks so pretty and delicious." In deference to her injuries, she's very careful, voice much softer than it usually is, when she continues, "Yay, yay, thank you!"
She takes a sip, finds it to be perfectly sweet and at the perfect temperature, and melts into a little puddle of contentedness right then and there, despite her injuries. She's a simple girl, after all.
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"Do as you please," he says, an answer Altria knows all too well that means he doesn't mind if Tsuruno uses his actual name. That he's already allowed Tsuruno to know his name is more than explicit permission for her to use it.
He takes a moment to fully look over Altria, to make sure she's fine, before he looks around the room, and then back to Tsuruno.
"Anything else that we need? I'm going to pick up ingredients for dinner and more medical supplies for Altria's injuries."
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Ah.
Tsuruno opts not to point that out, capable of something like subtlety, and offers Wanderer (Yuu?) a shrug.
"We should be okay! Daan-san's on his way but I've still got a bunch of medical supplies on hand from past... uh. Adventures."
It's probably fine.
"And I always keep things stocked in terms of food!"
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Having a treat after something so brutal is unusual. She wants to bask in it.
So she's just humming quietly to herself as she takes a careful sip, not at all focused on the conversation. Tsuruno and Wanderer are talking about logistics anyway. She doesn't have it in her at the moment.
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"Then I'll be gone for only a moment," he says, and turns to exit the apartment for his grocery dash.