( before they leave this grassy knoll, clarke is sure to snatch up her pillowcase again. but she puts the most emphasis on rebutting the other girl with a solid, stern: )
This is me calm, Rita.
( and in some rp timeywimey bs limbo, they do find him! big feels and hard hugs are had by all, followed by some subsequent sighs of relief and varying thoughts about what it really means when they can't find anyone else from the ship. jade curtiss is the only one missed on clarke's end, and later — after they've exhausted all options and themselves — she'll slink off on her own to lick at that wrist wound.
okay, not lick, because that's unsanitary as hell. but when they've all found their own apartments and the door has clicked behind her, lock slid into place, she does upend the pillowcase full of stolen medical supplies and tends to the deep bite marks crusted over with dry black blood. cleans them, examines, stitches, dabs with antiseptic, and rewraps her wrist in fresh gauze.
staunchly quiet through the whole process, because (in my heart of hearts i like to believe the three of them are still neighbors, and she's not about to raise any concern on the first night rita and natsuno probably haven't felt that specific ship-brand of anxiety and helplessness in... how long has it been? a long time, at least.) )
good to wrap this?
This is me calm, Rita.
( and in some rp timeywimey bs limbo, they do find him! big feels and hard hugs are had by all, followed by some subsequent sighs of relief and varying thoughts about what it really means when they can't find anyone else from the ship. jade curtiss is the only one missed on clarke's end, and later — after they've exhausted all options and themselves — she'll slink off on her own to lick at that wrist wound.
okay, not lick, because that's unsanitary as hell. but when they've all found their own apartments and the door has clicked behind her, lock slid into place, she does upend the pillowcase full of stolen medical supplies and tends to the deep bite marks crusted over with dry black blood. cleans them, examines, stitches, dabs with antiseptic, and rewraps her wrist in fresh gauze.
staunchly quiet through the whole process, because (in my heart of hearts i like to believe the three of them are still neighbors, and she's not about to raise any concern on the first night rita and natsuno probably haven't felt that specific ship-brand of anxiety and helplessness in... how long has it been? a long time, at least.) )