redemancy | 001. come, honey: be here with me. // open post.

[ She looks away, surveying the area, making sure the coliseum really has been emptied out.

She's calculating in her mind what she's about to say. ]

Do you want me to get a medic, or do you want to patch those up yourself?

[ As she's saying that, she pulls out two cigarettes from her pack, lights them both, then hands one to Aria. ]

Figured you'd need at least one.

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Thanks.

[At least she's taking the cigarette. Willing herself to pull back now, and sit properly. Crossing her legs carefully.

She's still not looking at Deirdra. She's focused on that cigarette.]

Some of these can't be healed just yet. I can handle the rest.

[ I can name a few things that can't be healed just yet... But it ain't physical. ]

Right. Okay.

[ A moment of silence. ]

You know I'm mad at you, right?

[The only response Deirdra is getting to that is a minute pause before Aria continues smoking her cigarette.

She really, really, really doesn't need this right now. Call her selfish, but she's quite content to feel like shit all on her own.

Not that she's ever going to show that to anybody. She has already lost. Not being any more humiliated than she already has been would be good.]

[ She doesn't even bother keeping her thoughts to herself. ]

So, she doesn't speak. ANYWAY. I know you feel like shit right now. Hell, anyone would.

[ Taking a drag. ]

But that doesn't mean that I'll take it easy on you. I already told you to be careful but you still went on with it. Nothing's going to change the fact that this already happened. I just hope that you at least learn something from this.

[ A pause, looks off into the distance. ]

Call us selfish, but we'd rather not see you like this. All of us.

If that was the case, then you shouldn't have been there.

[Her voice is low and quiet: a barrier against the glower of anger, indignation, irritation.

This was grating her, closing in on her, from too many directions.]

[ She's staring at the ground. ]

You really think I'd do that? Really?

[ Breathing in sharply. ]

Ang tanga tanga mo kasi minsan.

[And she tells herself not to flinch, not to feel anything at that anger, that she is right, that she did what she had to.

She falls silent again, stares hard past the point where Deirdra is standing. She takes another drag from her cigarette.]

[ She sighs. It's not something she's enjoying. ]

Okay fine, I'm not really mad. It's just really tough, okay?

[ She runs her fingers through her hair in frustration. ]

It just seems like it's something that I could have done a thing or two about.

[ An awkward cough, and then: ]

I'm just slightly glad that my sister's alive.

These duels aren't duels to the death.

[At least not physically. Tohru, true to his nature, had made her painfully aware, at every turn, that he could have ended her life immediately.

She is too worn out to really latch on to what Deirdra is trying to say to her. She's aware of it, of course, but...]

You know what I mean.

[ And she looks like she's about to go on, but she takes a look at Aria's almost-finished cigarette and hesitates. ]

C'mon. I'll bring you to the medic, unless you can somehow muster enough energy to float yourself there.

I don't want to move yet.

[In actuality, she didn't want anyone else to see her the way she is now. She could take care of herself.]

Fine. [ She settles down on the ground. More of lies down, really. ]

I'll wait.

[...Why.

Biting back her irritation now.]

You should go to the party, Deirdra.

[Aria Skye has the tendency to use names to emphasize Very Important Comments that are actually Direct Orders.]

[ Are you fucking kidding me.

She sighs again. ]

It's like you don't even know me. I'd rather be here. I don't feel like celebrating.

[ Emphasis on the word just so Aria finally accepts that she's not going anywhere. ]

Hm.

[Well, she tried.

That means that she's going quiet again. Nothing to say. Nothing she wants to say.]

[ She's perfectly content with being silent at that point. She figures that Aria already got her point; that she's not going anywhere. She's staring up into the sky. ]

Who would've ever thought we'd be here, huh.

[ It was more of a statement than a question. Weird things happen all the time. Life's curve balls have turned into routine for them, but still, this was... well, this. ]

You might want me to leave now, but maybe you'll thank me one day. For staying.

[And it sucks because she knows that Deirdra is right. Who would've thought that her sister would end up being so painfully sharp? Knowing her so well?

She's putting out her cigarette, and lighting up another one. It's hard, holding tight to her words, but saying anything now might just bring her to places that she doesn't want to be in right now.]

[ Playing with the dirt with her shoes now. Killing time. Just waiting.

Also pulling out another cigarette and lighting it up. ]

[She goes through about three before she's finally standing up. Some of her wounds have already healed over. The worse ones, though...

White Walker is appearing at her side, looking up at her imploringly. She ghosts her fingers through his fur once before turning towards the gates.

No words, even as she's walking away.]

[ She gets up after Aria and walks behind her.

As White Walker turns his attention away from Aria, she casts a look at him with an eyebrow up, as if to say "What's your take on this?"

She grants Aria the silence she wants. For now. ]

[What she's getting from White Walker is a disapproving huff and a wolfish frown, underscored with a whole lot of worry.

Aria noticed that, but didn't bother calling him out on it.]

[ She grins at that, and ruffles White Walker's fur gently.

She casts glances at Aria here and there, just making sure. Not that Deirdra's expecting her to say anything or show any hints of looking sad or anything. ]

[And on Aria's end, she's totally poker-faced. Also attempting to walk as straight as she possibly can even if it hurts, and keeping her chin up.

She's still a Keeper of the Vigil, still the Living Land.

None of this has to mean anything.]

[ She's thinking to herself:

Damn this would be a really neat time to have mind-reading abilities.

Not that she plans on using them to pry into Aria's thoughts when she doesn't want to, and she's usually okay with quiet but not knowing what to say kinda sucks.

Okay, she has A TON of things to say, but doesn't quite know how to say it. Aria's hurt enough, it probably wouldn't be wise to push her any further.

But still.

Holy crap, how far is this medic bay anyway? ]

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