(nearly snuffed it, too, but everyone makes mistakes. what matters is she fixed it. so he's got to fix this, or at least suck it up long enough to try -) ]
(Vega makes a little sound that might have been amusement. Plus: the compliment is working and she already feels a little better about the entire situation, the fear of it and not knowing what to do. She was trying to weave herself around so many other people and it was hard.
[ but since ghislain, he’s always got noise. maybe that’s easier. feels clumsy in his hands: what she's offered abstract, and strange, and valuable of it.
cedric hesitates. he's thinking of jayce, pulled back sharp as a burn. clumsy hands. she isn't fragile - ]
(It felt a little piercing in her head, that static wash lying over everything else; it's easier to hear yourself again if you simply start to scream. Vega lifts her hand to her jaw and feels it, fingers skipping down her skin. She starts picking at a spot there, glancing at her nails every so often.)
Sometimes. It's — the situation is different. That's all.
[ it doesn't stop being different, you just get better at it - knows she will. you get better at stepping back, shutting it off. letting go of yourself in the sound. ]
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(nearly snuffed it, too, but everyone makes mistakes. what matters is she fixed it. so he's got to fix this, or at least suck it up long enough to try -) ]
Are you mad that I silenced your spell?
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Then,) I was. But I have decided to forgive you.
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[ while she was waiting ]
I am sorry. Had to be startling, and a shit time for it.
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Thank you.
(More seriously:) Never do that to me again. (The or else is implied.)
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Practicing would be good.
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[ he didn't. but it's crude, gross, and maybe that'll make it sound a contrast. screaming and wild-eyed, vega'd still been a lady. ]
You're a crack shot already. Just that a spell's harder to aim than an arrow when the shit hits, and folks're in your way.
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One thought comes out here,)
It was so loud. It's difficult to concentrate.
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[ but since ghislain, he’s always got noise. maybe that’s easier. feels clumsy in his hands: what she's offered abstract, and strange, and valuable of it.
cedric hesitates. he's thinking of jayce, pulled back sharp as a burn. clumsy hands. she isn't fragile - ]
Is it still? Difficult.
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Sometimes. It's — the situation is different. That's all.
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[ it doesn't stop being different, you just get better at it - knows she will. you get better at stepping back, shutting it off. letting go of yourself in the sound. ]
What're you doing right now?
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Nothing. I — need to go to the eyrie, at some point. (She needs to take something for Blanche, in thanks.)
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(But she can see what he's trying to do for her, so she lays down a little,) Thank you, (gently at his feet.
So there's that.)
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