[ it hadn’t been easy the last time either. it had turned volatile, even before ekko and his gang showed up. foolishly, vi had hoped the shock of their reunion would have settled by now, as well as the uncertainty of vi’s loyalty. one of the last things she said to powder was that she was here for her, only her. they fought together, back to back, side by side; vi kept close to powder, not anyone else. vi would’ve stayed too, no matter what, if it weren’t for some cheap-shot asshole who decked her from behind.
she gets that he’s ekko’s friend and all… but fuck him.
nudging that thought away before she dabbles too far, vi sighs and cups the back of powder’s head, holding her steady through the onslaught of emotion tensing her baby sister’s body. vi tries her hardest to keep her voice soft. soothing. she doesn’t know this newer version of her sister very well but five minutes spent together on that lookout and it’s easy to know that powder needs to be handled delicately. she’s always been sensitive… but not like this. ]
What are you talking about? [ deliberately light, no judgment seeps in, even through the gentle reminder: ] I already told you… [ she smoothes her palm from the crown of powder’s head, down to the base, holding for another beat before she relaxes her hold to begin pulling back. ]
I’m here for… [ the slightest hesitation as she gets a look at powder’s face. recognition for what she’s seeing doesn’t click and her mouth keeps moving, forming the next word on an exhale of breath. ] – you…
[ powder is crying. that alone would have vi mentally keeled over and scrambling to soothe the hurt away. there’s something wrong with the tears though. they’re purple. they… shimmer. ]
Why… [ her eyes too. now that vi’s slowed down long enough to look, really look at her sister, piece by piece, she notices the pink hue. she frowns and in the next moment, abruptly thumbs at powder’s cheek, smearing the liquid. ] What is this?
no subject
she gets that he’s ekko’s friend and all… but fuck him.
nudging that thought away before she dabbles too far, vi sighs and cups the back of powder’s head, holding her steady through the onslaught of emotion tensing her baby sister’s body. vi tries her hardest to keep her voice soft. soothing. she doesn’t know this newer version of her sister very well but five minutes spent together on that lookout and it’s easy to know that powder needs to be handled delicately. she’s always been sensitive… but not like this. ]
What are you talking about? [ deliberately light, no judgment seeps in, even through the gentle reminder: ] I already told you… [ she smoothes her palm from the crown of powder’s head, down to the base, holding for another beat before she relaxes her hold to begin pulling back. ]
I’m here for… [ the slightest hesitation as she gets a look at powder’s face. recognition for what she’s seeing doesn’t click and her mouth keeps moving, forming the next word on an exhale of breath. ] – you…
[ powder is crying. that alone would have vi mentally keeled over and scrambling to soothe the hurt away. there’s something wrong with the tears though. they’re purple. they… shimmer. ]
Why… [ her eyes too. now that vi’s slowed down long enough to look, really look at her sister, piece by piece, she notices the pink hue. she frowns and in the next moment, abruptly thumbs at powder’s cheek, smearing the liquid. ] What is this?