🌈 chroma — w5 curfew

[decisions]

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[fretbro]

[bass is a little late - he almost doesn't make it, but he shuts the door behind him just as it locks.

a pause. and then he moves across the room, grabs a pillow, and just screams into it, as loudly as he possibly can.]

[daggering]

[ HELLO NO MORE ]

-- Bass?

[fretbro]

[he just

stays there for a second, and then:]

Sorry - sorry. I'm okay. [muffled into the pillow. his voice isn't all calm and flat anymore, at least.]

[daggering]

... no more heart attacks for one night, yeah?

[ worried...

he looks down at his phone, and it looks like he wants to say something, frowning even further, but does not. ]

[fretbro]

Sorry.

[maybe he will just stay here for a bit and hug this pillow. until emet says his name, anyway.]

[daggering]

[ that's fine. his concern about bass is like blatantly obvious, but, emet sort of saves the day by calling for him, so. he hesitates as he's about to reach out, and then pulls his hand back. :c ]

[fretbro]

[it's okay he's just going through teenage angst, he'll get over it.

eventually he's going to come back and crawl into vax's space and just put his head on vax's shoulder. you cannot escape.]

[ktiseos]

Bass-!

[he says that a little loudly, which makes him cough, which makes him wheeze, wincing. fuck.]

...I am-- fine. Feeling better-?

[fretbro]

[he startles, and then zooms over to him.]

You're not fine! [he says, a little shrill. he's very clearly not all flat anymore, so that's... good?] Stop talking! Don't cough!

[ktiseos]

[he-- laughs, slightly, at that. which... yeah you guessed it. waving bass off, though-]

It is fine. I only need-- more time, later, to heal.

[too many people injured and only 2 pods,]

[fretbro]

You guys really - really need to ask for more pods.

[his voice breaks in the middle there, and he stubbornly brings up a hand to wipe his eyes.] Don't - don't hurt yourself more.

Fuck.

[he's having a time]

[ktiseos]

...Bass. It will be all right.

[just offering out a hand once more, though the movement's still a bit stiff. come here.]

I have been more concerned over you.

[fretbro]

[he hesitantly wanders over and just, like. curls up against emet and tries not to hurt him.]

I'm mad. [he says after a second, and for a moment his skin changes - a wave of marble down his arms.] I couldn't be freaked out.

[decisions]

That about says it all doesn't it...

[fretbro]

[he drags in a shaky breath, and then lifts his head out of the pillow.]

Are you okay? You went through one too?

[decisions]

[ oh bass. he just gives a small nod. ] I'll heal. Just going to have to find a way to get around for a few days until I can get into the pods again.

[ percy????? ]

It was... certainly not what I was expecting.

[fretbro]

[he puts the pillow down, and comes to sit down next to him.]

You should try to get in there before a few days, dude. [he rubs at his face.] Do... uh, do you wanna talk about it?

[he's trying.]

[decisions]

[ he'll nod. look, he'll try, okay? ]

Will you be alright if I do...? It was... quite a lot and I would like to try and give details while it's still fresh...

[fretbro]

I wanna hear what happened if you wanna talk about it.

[he rubs at his wrists.] You don't have to worry about me, I'm okay. Someone took my emotions away earlier and I'm mad about it, that's all.

[countermeasures]

...

[honestly, that's relatable.

she puts a hand on bass's back, though.]

[fretbro]

[his shoulders come down from around his ears, at least.]

... Hey. [muffles it into his pillow.] Sorry. I'll be quiet.

[countermeasures]

[pats his back a little.]

...you don't need to be quiet. I just - I'd like to help, somehow, if I can.

[fretbro]

[he relaxes a little more.]

Today has sucked. [that's about as good as he can manage.]

[daggering]

Sucked balls.

[countermeasures]

Yes, it has.

[no arguing against that!]

Would talking about it help?