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deercountry2022-05-07 10:53 am
hauntedsavior) wrote in deercountry2022-05-07 10:53 am
you can keep on getting better [open]
Who: Anna Amarande and you!
What: May catchall
When: May
Where: A bar in Cellar Door, other locations to come
Content Warnings: Light alcohol use, conversations about humanity and murder, blood, vampirism
a. if you want, you can buy yourself a drink [at the bar]
[anna's made plans with a couple people to hang out this month. it's not a tense environment at all, and sometimes she can even be seen on the tiny little stage playing some chilled out bass grooves for the patrons. no concrete songs, really, mostly just improv for vibes. when she's not on stage, and most of the time she's not, she's nestled herself down into a booth down near the end. it's quiet, well-lit but not obtrusively so. people around here know her and know that that's basically her seat, so any conversations that happen there are as private as they're gonna get.]
[she's expecting a few people to show up as she nurses a beer that's so weak she might as well not be drinking anything at all. probably for the best that she's sober for these talks, whatever they end up bringing with them.]
Hey. Glad you could make it. [she tilts her drink at her guest.]
b. no you'll never drink like me [for kainé]
[there's always been a few problems with going out and hunting beasts, no matter how confident and comfortable it makes anna feel. no matter how many lives she saves, she's always putting herself at risk of corruption or injury or beasthood or all three, and one of these days it's gonna sneak up on her. all at once, extremely loudly and incredibly close.]
[anyway, when she comes back home this time, it's clear that she's been in better shape. she limps her way into the house, and she's at least cognizant enough to fix her roommate/girlfriend with a sheepish little look as she holds her side. the cloth there isn't dripping yet, but it's clear that it didn't start as red as it is now.]
Motherfucker out there got the best of me. [she's talking like she's not in pain, or like she's trying very hard to pretend she isn't.] I think I stopped most of the bleeding myself. Don't suppose we've got anything here that can help seal it up before I go to the doctor?
What: May catchall
When: May
Where: A bar in Cellar Door, other locations to come
Content Warnings: Light alcohol use, conversations about humanity and murder, blood, vampirism
a. if you want, you can buy yourself a drink [at the bar]
[anna's made plans with a couple people to hang out this month. it's not a tense environment at all, and sometimes she can even be seen on the tiny little stage playing some chilled out bass grooves for the patrons. no concrete songs, really, mostly just improv for vibes. when she's not on stage, and most of the time she's not, she's nestled herself down into a booth down near the end. it's quiet, well-lit but not obtrusively so. people around here know her and know that that's basically her seat, so any conversations that happen there are as private as they're gonna get.]
[she's expecting a few people to show up as she nurses a beer that's so weak she might as well not be drinking anything at all. probably for the best that she's sober for these talks, whatever they end up bringing with them.]
Hey. Glad you could make it. [she tilts her drink at her guest.]
b. no you'll never drink like me [for kainé]
[there's always been a few problems with going out and hunting beasts, no matter how confident and comfortable it makes anna feel. no matter how many lives she saves, she's always putting herself at risk of corruption or injury or beasthood or all three, and one of these days it's gonna sneak up on her. all at once, extremely loudly and incredibly close.]
[anyway, when she comes back home this time, it's clear that she's been in better shape. she limps her way into the house, and she's at least cognizant enough to fix her roommate/girlfriend with a sheepish little look as she holds her side. the cloth there isn't dripping yet, but it's clear that it didn't start as red as it is now.]
Motherfucker out there got the best of me. [she's talking like she's not in pain, or like she's trying very hard to pretend she isn't.] I think I stopped most of the bleeding myself. Don't suppose we've got anything here that can help seal it up before I go to the doctor?
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And I feel the same fucking way, alright!? So keep yourself alive. It's not just me that's counting on you.
[ Truth be told: she's pretty jealous of how many people care deeply about Anna, how easily she seems to navigate friendship and basic sociability. ]
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[it comes out so easy. she can't keep that promise, she can't guarantee that nothing terrible will happen to her out there. but she smiles up at kainé and she's so, so grateful for the reminder that there are people here who need her. no matter how confident she is that they could all handle themselves just fine without her... maybe it's part of what makes her human, too. more than the blood staining her bandage, or the way the chemicals swim in her brain when her beloved does all manner of things to her. maybe it's just a human urge to be with others.]
[she breathes out and almost lets her wrist go limp.]
I think I should probably rest. Let your blood do the work and let my body recover. Not gonna go back out there until I'm feeling better... and I'm not going back out there alone.