[Closed] Aftermath

[inlikethebrume]

Who: Mira and CR
When: End of January and to beginning of February
Where: Various Places, listed in the starters.
What: Aftermath of the Snatched Event, various things with CR
Warnings: CW from talks of torture, kidnapping, injuring, and just feels. Also, Major Shadowbringers Spoilers

Things for the aftermath of the Snatched Event. Get ready for some fucking feels, fam.

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[inlikethebrume]

[It'll be fine. She's fine. But at more contact, Mira has to wonder if he was feeling alright. Magical as the world is, he is still greatly injured. The Warrior however, has an idea.

Besides, she's not going to respond to that remark. Let her actions speak instead if her feelings cannot.]

Wait. Allow me.

[She holds him steady as she shifts herself so she is lying down on her back instead. And then, Mira gently brings Hades down with her, back to his head resting on her shoulder again.]

There. Feel better?

[unsundered]

[The Ascian waits patiently for her to settle again, then lets himself be guided down, resting on his side, leaning against Mira's own.

This was somewhat better. Though the actual process of settling was uncomfortable, and he was generally achey no matter what, this was no more painful than any other position. Fortunately it was his better arm that was under him, while the weaker one he could drape loosely across her. Burrowing his head into her shoulder, he muffles a sigh against it.]

...It's no worse, at least.

[inlikethebrume]

[If she can be some kind of small soothing balm, Mira would try it. Touch seems to be the best for them right now as she lets her fingers run through his hair gently.]

Just let me know if it gets too much for you. I want you to be able to rest.

[Besides, being a Warrior shaped pillow isn't a bad job.]

[unsundered]

[If not a balm to apply, she was soothing nonetheless. It was hard to go wrong with a hair stroke and the warmth of her company. Touch likely was the most effective option; words were far easier to twist, misinterpret, discard.

It was like when she'd arrived with the others to save him; actions were more difficult to deny.]

Just stay where you are, and I'll be able to.

[Mumbled against her. For being so strong she was also very soft.]

[inlikethebrume]

[Just don't tell her she's soft, she'll go very red and try to deny it like he and Vanitas do about positive feelings.]

I'll do my best.

[It's nothing but touching from her end; the closeness of her body to Hades's own, the stroking of his hair and quiet grip of her other in his weaker hand draped across her form, and her lips barely touching his head in reassurance. Like trying to drape a warm familiar blanket to just be a reminder that everything will be alright. She cannot promise that evils will try and cause harm again but she can try to defend.

She can't help but wonder...he means that much to her and in a certain span of time...perhaps there is some good in this place despite what has happened.]

[unsundered]

[They all have their weak points, be it softness or positivity.

But Emet-Selch doesn't respond this time, eyes closed, trying to focus only on those small pieces of physical contact. The sound and feeling of her breath. That strange feeling of being protected by her presence alone. He'd never been protected nor needed protection before. And what an absurd place to find it....

But, somehow, bit by bit, his remaining tension begins to fade. While he'd be far less sure that there was any good to be found in this world- moments like this, despite the horrors that preceded them, were a consolation.]