[Open] Let's count the seasons

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Who: Mikasa and ??? (Open + closed prompts)
When: Thoughout September
Where: The Haven hospital, Aefenglom
What: Recovering from the Nuckelavee injuries and quests. (an apple a day and under new managment)
Warnings: Will be added as needed. Some talk of injuries and probably AoT spoilers.

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[usurpers]

[ was she





nagging?

in all seriousness, though— she was. looking out for him. it makes eren fall ever quiet as his gaze stayed on her, lasted on her as she left for her crutches in a slight waddle.

in a moment, his arm outstretches, his hand holds her shoulder to keep her in place. if they exchange looks, the fae would see that he is . . . looking at her, surely, with something soft and nostalgic in his eyes that equally shared in the taste of longing sadness.

he steps ahead of her, large steps, and retrieves the crutches for her. he didn't even have the gall in him to snap back with something curt and biting about what's good for him or not. so many things he did partake in weren't good things— ]

Trying to drink less.

[ since that last episode he had of really fucking up. that was probably a better truth to hear. ]

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[It's the most awkward waddle. Her wings slightly flitting so she could kind of hop along on one leg. Then she's steadied by a winged arm. Her own spiny stump of a second arm raising to bash him weakly. Or grab, it wasn't as though those new arms had anything to grab with.

But then he's overtaking her. Giving her the wooden supports. He'd get a small nod of thanks as she righted herself. Glancing at him again once she was stable.]

Are you? [Maybe once she would have been more firm with it. But...this place. There was so much here. Hadn't she brought Jean wine as a gift? Then there was the matter of her being a fae. One that got drunk without alcohol. She couldn't chastise him too much.

She could a little though.] ...It's better to keep a clear head. Isn't it?

[usurpers]

[ better is on way to look at it. eren can't entirely agree too much sometimes, but that was just weakness talking from time to time. he'd rather get out of here instead, take the apple's he's already gathered, and be on his way. farther ahead, they'd likely separate, or even now. it'd depend on how much and where mikasa was going to walk. ]

It should be.

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...Should be. [Dryly. Eren, Eren what does that even mean? That it was better to live through life in a drunken haze, not seeing nor truly remembering what happened.

She hadn't been in the best mood to begin with. The injuries, the illusions. The bullying him about his habits had been a short moment of silliness but, it wasn't something to laugh or joke about. Not if it was as bad as he was making it sound.

But he's quicker at moving than she was and she had work to do. So there's that irritated chitter, the same as they'd heard deep in the forests back in that first dream. That unnatural sound that cuts off with a huff. She didn't have time if he was going to just ignore it. Her income had already taken a hit with how limited she was and the time she hadn't been working.

So it was time to get back to work and collect as much as she could.]