CURFEW WEEK 5: I hate half of you in this room holy shit ✬

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[ clem is also laying on a couch, but she's not asleep! she has her hand over her side but she's changed into... comfy clothes... she's still awake and alert and

just wincing in pain every so often and trying not to make a big deal out of it. it's fine! ]

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[he's a little too nervous and on-edge to sleep, but at some point while the twins are sleeping sora wanders over and just kind of sits on the arm of the couch to give clementine room.]

Doing any better? [he doesn't quite know what to do besides fret, so his hands are sort of tapping his own knee and pulling his bangs.]

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Stop fidgeting, I'm fine.

Just... In a weird mood since we got back.

[ he probably! meant the stab wound! but that's fine. listen a lot happened in that cyoa, okay. ]

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No. I'm fine. You're healing. [you're both healing, idiot. but he settles for scrubbing a hand over his face tiredly. this means he does not notice that his unfortunate bird friend flutters over to land on the back of the couch to stare at him.]

...what can I do to help?

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[ yeah she's unimpressed with that answer and tilts her head back to look at him. ]

... I don't think you can do anything. It's just a bad mood. It'll pass...? [ why is that a question. ]

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[he's not really happy with that which is why he kind of tilts forward to lightly rest his forehead against hers.]

You could sound a little more sure of that.

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At the end. Before we left that place we felt this... I don't know. Wave of feelings.

Like... All the awful feelings I've ever had, all at once.

[ and, well. she's from a zombie apocalypse. so that's a very solid 8 years worth of pent up negative feelings all at once. they're usually spaced out - people die, and time passes before she lets herself get attached to someone new. then those people die, and time passes again.

but all at once, that despair is a lot. ]

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[...that would, in fact, be awful. so he's just frowning a little heavier because wow, what the actual fuck.]

...and it kind of feels like you're trying to stay afloat so you don't drown in them.

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[ she doesn't nod because. he's resting his forehead against hers. ]

Yeah.

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[he could, and should, move but no, this is just where they are now.]

It's okay. We've got you. [it's maybe a lame thing to say, but he feels like it's important anyhow.]

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[ she opens her mouth to say something, but

thinks better of it. this time she does nod, but - like a reverse nod so that she's arching towards him for a second, then back down. ]

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[he has no idea what to make of that. like. normally he's very good with people and perceptive of their feelings but he's not sure what to do with this so...he lets her nod before he settles for a bit.

he doesn't move immediately, but after a few seconds he says:]

...scoot over.

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[ no arguments here. she scoots over for him. ]

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[good. it means he's immediately sliding onto the couch and settling next to her so she can decide if she wants to lean against him or not. sometimes you want to support people and the only way you know how to do it is through being a tactile person.]

Side doing okay? [big concern for all injuries.]

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[ yeah, she'll lean on him. ]

It's not so bad. Got some painkillers from Zuko.

[ it's still pretty bad. please don't ask me to logic out when she could have pced with someone else when sora has been glued to her since she got back. it doesn't matter. she has painkillers. ]

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[it's in the same span of time he did other stuff it's fine, time's fake. but since she's leaning he'll also be responsible and grab a blanket for max comfort.]

Mm. Good. That should hold over until the morning, and we can grab some more tomorrow. [he still doesn't quite understand medicine but it's fine.] Just try to take it easy tonight.

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[ nice and cozy! ]

Maybe. As long as there are enough for me to be taking more.

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There should be. We haven't really run into a shortage of supplies since the first aid station opened up. So it should be fine. [or at least it's what he'll tell himself while he's leaning against her comfortably but loosely.] Don't worry about it.

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Weird.

[ she is so used to shortages of supplies. like. she had to give herself stitches with wire, and got kicked out of a group and had her baby stolen because of medical supply shortages. wild. you just have things. ]

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You're weird. [it's said thoughtlessly and casually, just like everything's okay and he's only teasing her. but he shakes his head anyway.]

Take what you need without overthinking it. We'll all doing everything that we can to survive and take care of each other anyway.

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Am not.

[ she relaxes a little bit... she's accepted that you can just take what you need, food-wise. but medicine? that's a harder one to accept. ]

It's better to ration things, though.

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[there's a sound that's similar to "are too" but he doesn't say it. necho cat leaps up to curl up on the arm of the couch closest to their heads and the bird is preening its feathers.]

I don't really know how to ration things, I guess. I'm used to holding on to everything I find. [so. he's never really been without stuff.]

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[ clementine's hedgehog is probably dozing underneath the couch. nice and safe. ]

Me too. I just usually don't find that much.

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I wonder if this place will let you take stuff back with you. Just enough to get by until you find another settlement or something.

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I'm still trying not to think like that.

[ about taking things home. about staying here. about getting a wish. about going to another world. ]